The Great Concealer

a badly shaken cloud

shies away hides behind

another cloud

then another

the wind strengthens 

suddenly it is knives and ice

cuts across these bleeding fields

takes no prisoners

trees sway bend one way

then the other

they only confuse

trace the dizzying wind

for his only eye

shaded from view

he thinks this may be what it takes

to shake loose

this breathless

concealed

seduction

JPPestana

The Great Concealer

3.4.20