The Winds Of Tomorrow

This is something of a "limite surréaliste" poem with a slight horror theme.





The Winds Of Tomorrow  -  03 Feb 16

The winds of tomorrow
Cast a heavy shadow
On today
Sadness carries
Its own melancholic
Image on the world
The shadows
Begin to take form
Dæmons of the dark
Claw at the shutters
Rattle the window
Scream into the night
Taunt the wind
Cauterise the wounds
Windburn out of time
Walk into the shadows
Of tomorrow





I do not know is "enjoy" is a suitable word but I hope you like this offering.