Howling by Kevin Moran

WINTER’S HOWLING WINDS

Howling winds as banshees cry

rolling clouds fill the sky

rumbling bubbling trouble unfolding

dark and threatening drama beholding

expectancy of danger near

anxiety builds to fuel the fear

rain lashing penetrates

spraying soaking isolates

waves pounding shoreline foaming

not a soul out there roaming

chill embraces senses numb

ominous signs Winter’s come

 

Kevin Moran, Willy Dolphin