A Windy Night

 

If I were a kite

last night

I would have been

dancing in the dark

weaving in branches

and having a lark

with washing

making dogs bark

instead

I was

hiding under the covers

listening

to the whoop and howl

of the wind

I even jumped

when it blew

the window

open

and rushed

in like a speeding train

until

I closed it again

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2015

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