Howling Wind

by Kerrie Ann Salsac

I hear the wind howling my name,

my presence it tries to discover,

beating against the window frame.

I shiver, pull up the cover,

hiding from the deadly dark outside;

my presence it tries to discover.

Too many people now have died,

left all alone, clinging onto hope,

hiding from the deadly dark outside.

I clench my teeth as I try to cope,

chilled to the core, life slipping away,

left all alone, clinging onto hope.

Unsure of how long I can stay,

I know Death is calling out to me,

chilled to the core, life slipping away.

A homeless girl, I’m nobody.

I hear the wind howling my name,

I know Death is calling out to me,

beating against the window frame.

Howling Wind

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8 Comments to “Howling Wind”

  1. Excellent piece, very well done.

  2. Nicely done – and I felt that the poem was almost a mystery, until the last stanza where all of the imagery came to life. Nice

  3. Wowza, that is Good!

  4. Hello stranger its been a long time, lovely poem btw 🙂

    • Hasn’t it just!
      I couldn’t believe it when I say how long ago I posted last 😦
      I’ve been away from all of my writing for far too long, but things are back on track now 🙂
      Thanks!
      Hope you’re well x

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