Saturday, January 7, 2012

HOWLING IN THE NEW YEAR











Across the plains
she danced
a mean tango
to music
only she
could hear
Eating every acre
more voraciously
than the one before

Her partners: 
the high Arctic Wind
and the Chinook
from off the pass
Both blowing hard
competing
for her hand

Still she danced
on - her flames
Brighter, higher
and more deadly
as she went
Her appetite
unabated
No matter how
many homes
she took, nor fields

Until  finally: livestock
—most led to safety—
She exposed
a few bewildered
equine souls
enough
to quench
her wicked thirst -
Limned them
in carnelian;
Their manes
and tails ablaze
At long last
slaked, she
rode them
to their end.

5 comments:

  1. Such vivid imagery in this intense and well written piece.

    Thanks for leaving your link at I Saw Sunday.

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  2. A terrifying but beautiful poem.

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  4. Thanks to all for reading and commenting - this is based on a true story that did happen in the southern part of Alberta, the week between Christmas and New Year's - truly terrifying ...

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