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The month of October,
detects pressure changes
in the atmosphere.
Sunny skies and eighty-two degrees
drops to fifty-four and possible rain.
The weatherman advises,
Batten down the hatches.
Skies darken.
The wizardly North Wind roars in,
splitting branches, tossing shingles,
hurling bits of debris from down the street.
A child runs, head up, braids flying,
holding tight, a ball of string, a kite.
© by Sharon Lask Munson.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Sharon Lask Munson lives in Surprise, Arizona. A retired teacher, she loves old movies and road trips and is the author of two chapbooks and two full-length collections. Sharon finds inspiration in many things: a mood, a memory, the smell of cooking, burning leaves, a windy day, rain, fog, something observed or overheard . . . and of course, imagination. Learn more about her at www.sharonlaskmunson.com.
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Jancan:
Delightful, descriptive poem~~love the message about kids, how they make the best of a situation!
Posted 10/20/2022 01:16 PM
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Wilda Morris:
A fun surprise ending!
Posted 10/20/2022 08:17 AM
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Lori Levy:
Very visual, great ending.
Posted 10/19/2022 05:52 PM
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KevinArnold:
Batten down the hatches, indeed.
Posted 10/19/2022 01:56 PM
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Angela Hoffman:
I found such delight in this poem. Loved the title, Wizardly north wind, the image of the girl. . .
Posted 10/19/2022 09:20 AM
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paradea:
Good one!!
Posted 10/19/2022 08:57 AM
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cork:
You handle transition beautifully!
Posted 10/19/2022 08:46 AM
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KristinD:
Lovely poem, Sharon. I love the way it ends with the image of the child and the kite; the way you pack so much description into that last stanza so succinctly and beautifully.
Posted 10/19/2022 08:42 AM
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Larry Schug:
To me, the image of the girl in the final stanza is a lesson in how to make the best of a bad situation and a portrait of naive innocence which is at our core of being, though many of us have lost it as we age when we should be cultivating it. Thank you, Sharon.
Posted 10/19/2022 08:05 AM
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