Heaven Portends

Fall's snow has melted; lawns once more are clear But grass has turned to mud and trees aren't bare While warmer air now makes new buds appear With leaves on sidewalks soaked through everywhere The skies are gray, days quickly run their course Dark nights go on and on; men's souls they try The damp, wet earth's now braced for changes worse Folks young and old feel something strange is nigh Stealth figures chance abroad as nighttime falls n cloaks and hoods, enigmas wrapped n mist Shapes creep and writhe along beneath black shawls And whisper evil warnings as they twist Such signs on earth, in heaven ominous Portend dark deeds by villains merciless Iambic pentameter