trees – The Poetry Patio

Cold Front

In the wild toss and scatterof today’s north windI am up there with the leavesat the top of the treeholding on for dear life Thanks for reading!

After midnight the storm’s breathcame fast and fierce betweenthe houses, snuffingtrees and patio furniturelike errant candlesit gripped the stars and stripeslike a sail, unmooringour flagship with a single blowso it drifted into thedepths of the gardenfences folded like ahouse of cards, harkeningto the maelstrom’s beguiling whistle But you would never knowit now – if itContinue reading “After the Front”