Expulsion

A wish a woo it moves and glows your face To red with cold it burns this wind and frost As darkness drops upon the land And with it bringing shadowed fright You can close your eyes and think no more It will tap you on your ears and nose Don’t turn round and see its eyes Like before your birth stay still and quiet Swirl and slap the rotten bark snaps off Naked twigs crack and drop like icicle missiles The slush of trudge as feet dig deep In search through desolate barren lands