Poem: Wind’s Tapestry

Spying storms from the front step–

the unspooling of clouds for earth’s drapes,

amid thunder’s distant grumbling.

Lightning tangos on a navy-gray stage.

Wind twists hair into my face,

tracing my ears and lips,

snaking smoothly through my veins,

testing my fortitude in its space.

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