Storm Bound

Whipped by the blizzard I fled
inside and looked out at the 
whirling snow. A junco flew
to the window sill beside me,
tipped his black cap to one side, 
bright eyes wary, breast fluffed out, 
stayed there behind the wind. 
 
An artic wall closed the yard, 
shut out terrace and hedge, 
drifts stood out in a frieze
carved by the wind's chisel. 
 
The bird on the window sill
crouched in his snowy nest, 
through glass in darkened air
I saw flakes swirl and settle, 
strangely paired we stormbound
travellers shared our shelter. 
Original Citation

Shaken by Leaf-fall

Word Count
93
Original Publication
Shaken by Leaf-Fall
Date Published
1976
Theme(s)
winter
birds
First Line
Whipped by the blizzard I fled
Poetic Form
open