Shiver shadows

There’s a strange wind rushing through the heavy trees
As if to cause distraction from their fruit
And make to shiver shadows of their leaves

What is it that we cannot yet see,
Nor even get a scent of what’s afoot?
There’s a strange wind rushing through the heavy trees

With what witchcraft is this world made be?
No Orpheus to soothe with his sweet lute
And make to shiver shadows of the leaves

No lasting spring may come to Europe’s pleas
The most observant seem to be most mute
There’s a wild wind whooshing through the summer trees

When we need to act, our minds are teased
We need true feeling, who is to recruit?
Madmen, wolves and demons shake the trees

The earth is cracking, quaking underfoot
Who can see what is and what is not?
The driving force of wind ravished  the  trees
And made to shiver shadows of their leaves

 

 

 

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About Katherine

I like poetry and history, literature and music.
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3 Responses to Shiver shadows

  1. Bushka says:

    Good to see the Muse seems comfortably home again. 😉 Hugs

    Liked by 1 person

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