The wind came to me <br />Hiding in the shadows <br />Like a dirt devil <br />With octopus arms <br /> Trying to bind me with the obvious <br />The wind so light on its feet <br />Ran by me making mewling whispers <br />As it swiped across my face <br />As if slipping into a sleepy dream <br />With a thousand eyes <br />I watched every move <br />The aroma of roses and honey <br />Surrounded my senses <br />Yet unworthy of God’s ear <br />To hear the truth wrapped in tatters <br />In a cage of social standing <br />Turning into a whirlwind <br />A rivulet of sharp kisses <br />Meant for no one in particular <br />The wild wind <br />Stood its ground <br />Silence not an option <br />I could not anchor my thoughts <br />I would not win this conversation <br />Anger is as anger does<br /><br />Alfred Ramos<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/angry-wind/
