Fay Slimm.

Caught

 

 

Caught.

 

Today the sky is unkind

as into wiry whirls of wind

flail burly black-backs while

flint-flakes of blinding rain hurl

white-firey winter into their eyes.

Pity avian creatures caught between

tortuous curls of en-raged open ocean

for those cresting waves must also dive.