October Angst

October Angst

Winds rip and tear
in wanton lust
for anything free
to push about.

Chimes clang,
beat and bang
frantic for release,
thrashing and crashing.

Sun remains hidden
behind shredded clouds,
I am chilled by this day,
angst of it maddening.

I look inward
for a place of calm,
serenity, gentle caress of warmth
and I find you.

One Wise Girl- 11/07

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