Foreboding

A piece of the sky, So calm and so blue, evokes Blissful days, no fear. Dead fingers of cold, reaching - Tell old man winter is near.

The Boundry

Barrier unseen Usually; seasons pass Silently, covert. Yet here before me displayed, Demarcation of a turn.

Leaf, caught in the wind, Disturbs a blade of grass and Scatters bobbing birds. Into the sky, blasting high - Awakens the hungry fox.

Outside a surprise - Mild, humid, warm air evokes Palm trees, beach sunsets. So, enjoy the brief respite, Winter is only just here.

Screams deep in the night Awaken primal fears; long Buried memories. Walls offer safety, comfort - And loss of our feral self.

WILD Other rules apply, Of how you live, how you die. And yet I can hear, Sounds of distress, sounds so near Drawing me towards the wood.

THE CARDINAL Always I stop, stare That arresting deep red plume I know what is said A messenger from beyond I know not but I do hope