Wind

This poem grew yesterday as I looked out of my window and watched how the day was changing, rather unexpectedly.





Wind  -  27 Oct 12


In a wind
Carrying darkness
From the north

Ice shards
Slice the day
Allowing

Shred the clouds
Twilight peers through
Muddy sky

Taste of snow
In the air
Wind messengers

Watching for the first
Ice dancers
On the cold winds





Interesting how my Muse inspires me sometimes.