Tree in the wind

She bends
graceful limbs twisting
against the wind
first feeling, then grasping
for a merciful hold
in the night.
like a thief
the wind takes her life,
howling, it
swallows up
the sound of her breaking,
stealing her very last.

Ramblin' Hoosier~

War Games

He rampages blindly
A stoic veteran of too many hurts
He weilds words without flaw or mercy
Verbal battles into the dawn
blows that break and crush
loving compassion
dislodging once held idols
from their thrones
chasing ardous feelings
from the shadows
screaming for a place to hide
from rampaging love

Ramblin' Hoosier~