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    High Wind Warning (A Quatern)

    Beware the wind which hollow blows
    above, below, and in-between
    the brambles, branches - all that grows
    amid what once was life serene.

    While shifting glance through slatted blind,
    beware the wind which hollow blows
    in howls of night that swirl the mind
    to places where the darkness folds

    against the hope that 'morrow sows.
    What then? This mass unwieldy shouts,
    "beware the wind which hollow blows"
    into the void, full-braced by doubts,

    of what has been or what could be.
    (the stories say "The Shadow" knows).
    Chaotic realms despite the plea,
    beware the wind which hollow blows.

    Quatern Poetic Form Rules

    This poem has 16 lines broken up into 4 quatrains (or 4-line stanzas).
    Each line is comprised of eight syllables.
    The first line is the refrain. In the second stanza, the refrain appears in the second line; in the third stanza, the third line; in the fourth stanza, the fourth (and final) line.
    There are no rules for rhyming or iambics.

  • #2
    This is absolutely wonderful. So well written, the warnings given and I love the melodic sound as I read it. Great job poet friend.


    • #3
      Don't know if you are a weather forecaster - by accident or on purpose - but we could get up to 80 mph wind gusts down here later today. I think we'll keep a tight hold on our little pup - Cupcake - when she goes out to do her business. Cupcake.jpg
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      • #4
        Neither...I live about five hours west of you since we moved to the farm...I think.

        It's a big area that is in the wind warnings daughter said last night that the schools in Omaha even closed for the day. We figured it was because school buses are such high-profile vehicles?

        Yes, Cupcake, unless you have her in a safely enclosed yard, looks tiny enough to get blown away! She's a cutie!

        PS (The high-wind warning was exactly what prompted the title of this poem - good catch!)