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
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