Wednesday, December 21, 2011

This Wind...

This Wind
by Bruce MocKosher

This wind is not my friend
Howling, Blowing, Violently
Beating the blustered landscape.

Held Captive for days
In this canvas igloo
Fearful of venturing outside.

Will I be swept away
with the dust & debris ?

Will the wind pick me up
& carry me away
Over the ridge
never again to be seen ?

Can I compromise
the balance of my locomotion,
Stand on my hind legs, like a man, &
Walk out into this crossfire of mayhem ?

I hate the wind
It is my foe
and not my friend !


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