Lynn White

Creatures Of The Wind

We’re creatures of the wind

holding up

a damp finger to feel

which way it’s blowing.

We’re all creatures of the wind

trying to weather the storms

trying to stand straight

or at least to not bend

too far.

We’re all creatures of the wind

and now

we’re sucked

into a tornado.

First published in Voices Unbound Anthology, Fresh Words, May 2025

Wild Weather

Weather wasn’t always like this

with the feral forever winds 

bouncing off mountains 

bringing the chaos

of flailing and falling 

leaf heavy boughs

broken, 

and the gush 

and rush 

of wild, 

wild water

spiralling 

in chaotic 

cascades

in this feral fury of a blizzard.

First published in Last Leaves, Feral Issue, October 2024

Stormy Weather

It’s not the blizzard I fear most,

it’s what’s going on inside,

the dark clouds thickening

to provoke the downpour,

the thunder within

that builds and builds

and builds

so much energy, 

so much negative charge

it can only be released 

in an explosion

beyond my control,

beyond all control.

First published in Pub 158, Cold And Crisp, Fall 2022