New Wind.

I didn’t know there was so much, that it could last so long or be so strong,

Three days so far.

I didn’t know that when it does, and is, you hear voices within the roof

That you recognise but don’t understand.

I didn’t know it could make the new moon shudder.

The sky so uneasy, and the trees so unstable.

And I didn’t expect it to be so warm, though I knew it was coming.

Heading my way….

Worrying me with those voices I recognise but don’t understand.

That scream sometimes in the middle of the night,

Waking me from uneven dreams,

Amidst the rattling and the battering.

I do now.