Cold winds
sweep away fallen leaves and pine needles;
Make trees
shiver and shake off loose foliage;
Enfeeble the
last of the flower stalks.
Cold, gusty,
air webs drop flies to the ground,
Send lady
bugs scrambling for the south side,
Kill wasp
colonies, and starve their queens.
Cold winds search
and destroy;
Find and erase any trace of summer’s blush;
Wield harsh
sentences and slip away.
Cold winds plant
headlines in the fields;
Grow minus signs,
sharp thorns, and tears;
Harvest
seeds of bad humor and knitted brows.
Cold winds make
heads burrow in scarves and collars;
Hide hands
and faces from winter suns and moons.
Cold winds skim
the water and freeze into ashen waves.
© cmheuer,
2017
