Robert M. Simmons  

from Tracings (Poems 1964-1992)

                    Wind of Night

The creaking of this house in wind of night

diverts my sleepless mind to thoughts of sea,

where storms batter dark waters with such might

as should teach haughty men humility,

to lightning barrage and to boulder slide,

rivers which flood from the torrents of spring,

diseases which torment us from inside—

to every weapon which nature can swing.

Yet in the darkness we meet other fears:

gadgets which record, destroy and create,

mischievous words upon receptive ears,

the yeas and nays cast in chambers of state—

our tenuous presence endangered twice,

threats natural and of human device.

                            © 2008 by Robert M. Simmons

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