17th February 2022
I closed the creaking door
I heard you bellow
I heard you roar
The earth stood frightfully still
I heard thunder
I heard you
Fallen trees and branches
The birds scared and scarce
Scattered dancing leaves
Pushed and pulled as you blow
You have such strength
You turn the handle and open the creaking door
Not satisfied
You temporarily own the world outside
You try to barge inside
This is no fairground ride
This nature’s wild side
Toria
17/2/2022
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