Mistral

The wind claws my eyes:
Desolation
Knows ways past my defenses

This pang’s a new one —
Disquieting,
A full sensory revenge

Retribution for
All those mistakes,
Blithely sowing in the wind

Reaping the whirlwind,
Bitter mistral,
Howling of angry echoes

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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