Wicked Breath Personification

WICKED BREATH OF THE WIND Oh wild North Wind, the wicked breath of Winter’s being You, whose unseen soul scrapes raggedy branches bare Are driven, like madness blindly from the darkness fleeing You, who harvest each grey glimpse from sea and sky-- Frighten even stalwart men to hide away in fiery warmth While you grimly taunt faint-hearted souls to die Fragile seeds hidden by fairies stay safe and cold and low Like compact bodies small within their quiet catacombs Until seductive Spring sends her sweetest winds to blow and Love madness calms Winter , their passion rouses the dreaming earth Voyeur sunbeams with Spring's laughter wake the seeds to tingle And thus enticing sister Summer's greens as hills give painless birth Wild winds, brave cousins all, you spin our life And are the witnesses of both our joy and strife Victoria Anderson-Throop 2012