WINTER WINDS

The roaring
Like a woman’s scorn
Won’t be tempered
By manly wishes

Danger lurks
Seek your shelter
Quiet time
Is not for now

Time was had
To prepare
Wasted chances
Won’t take you there

Winter winds
Part of the season
Won’t be bought off
For any reason

A woman’s scorn
Part of life
Right or wrong
Knows no season

Winter winds
Like any winds
Are only ill
When they blow no good

Take the wind
Take the sound
Reminders that life
Has no bounds

Never to control
Never to mind
Your own pathway
Is what to find

Stanski
January 17, 2020 ^