Daily missive for Thursday the 29th of December.~ A Melbourne sirocco.~by Peter Forster

 

 

Daily missive for Thursday the 29th of December.
A Melbourne sirocco.

There is a hint of wildness
In the air
Through a glazed window
Calmly viewed
An intensely blue
Steeply falling sky.
Death rattles
Only with the wind
As a carrier.
A diffident howl
Without protest
Accepting its deception
Twisting through
The trees
Hurling itself into
The sand
Tossing it around
Foul grit
Coating the tongue
Suffocating
The taste
Of honeyed buds
What of the sun
A solitary song
Burning with indignation
Searing the skin
When your back is turned.
Walk in shadow
Breathing is easy
It is the safer path
On wild days such as these.