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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 is a retired teacher, poet, old movie enthusiast, and lover of road trips. Author of many published poems, two chapbooks, and two full-length books of poetry, she says many things motivate her to write: a mood, a memory, the smell of cooking, burning leaves, a windy day, rain, fog, something observed or overheard and, of course, imagination. Sharon lives and writes in Surprise, Arizona.
  
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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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