Winter Winds

Racing boastful devil breaths  played tag in a sprint
   stretching through trees than swift and quick slapping
   dropped down low to touch and brush the wintering earth.
A coiled zephyr snaking and winding high in the grayed sky
   entwined between gusty gasps of cold air
   streaming unseen for a wispy song soft and shrill than gone.
Still for a brief second it fell
   quiet and silent, hushed, momentarily at rest
   then rising revived in irritated displeasure of the calm.
Stormy seething flares un-quenched belch in the easterly gale
   speeding wild and reckless in the sudden lurch
   weaving in and out the jet air stream.
Tall grass stood angel like 
   in the dark recessed corners of the fields
   holding an outstretched arm to wave hello and goodbye.
A northeaster blast born of racing westerlies
   blend and twist in the winter unexpected warm
   waltzing in the chill to spiral the seasonal expectations.

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