Hard
Strong
Frightening
Destructive
Dark
I am blind not deaf
to the anger of the wind
I huddle In my house
In my bed
Waiting
For daylight
How do I sleep
when the anger
is all around me
Turning me to fear
How do I sleep
Who do I blame
The Human
The Divine
The Earth
Someone sent the wind
Someone is angry
But who
I still can’t sleep
But now the storm rages in my mind
© Ruby Neumann
Poet's Note: I wrote this February 10, 2022... While the wind was outside... "being angry". My phone was telling me the wind speed was around 35 Km/hr. Maybe the wind is just another reminder of how little I am certain about. Thus the question. Maybe no one or nothing is angry. Then why am I scared at night when it is storming outside. I get scared when someone gets angry. So maybe someone or something is angry when the wind blows.
