Angry Winds
fall winds,
angry,
continue to blow,
the seasonal cycle delayed,
girls walk by,
in shorts and sandals,
mid-October,
when, we would walk in overboots and parkas,
years before,
the winds continue their protest of the changes,
people nervous and sick,
viruses flourish without the freeze,
the world turning upside down,
and inside out,
while are days pass away,
waiting,
afraid to act,
until life settles down,
we age and die,
in limbo,
as angry as the winds.
Douglas Polk
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