Tag: Howling Wind

  • Haiku No. 54

    Wind howls through windows 

    House groans as gusts test its strength 

    Sleepless night again 

  • Icy Glare

    The wind blows over the frozen streets,

    The ice pellets raining down in sheets.

    The dark before dawn broken by the street lights,

    The howl of the wind as it cuts and it bites.

    I stoke the ashes and watch the flames grow,

    I hold my coffee tight and glare out the window.