Change in Personality
A change in personality
I feel coming on
Like the storm in the distance
Of which we are warned.
Restlessness preceding
The gale lurking near
Heaviness in the air
Heightening my fear.
The changes that are wrought
In the path of the storm
Are not fully revealed
Until the coming of morn
They can be extreme
The destruction complete
The past obliterated
Only splinters in the street
Or the storm – on a whim
Can for no apparent reason
Leave one spot untouched
For one more season.
Unsure how the change will
Affect my life
I wait with mixed feelings
For the storm and the strife.
(c) g.abbey December 8, 2011
From Book of poetry by Abbey Nightowl “When the Night Falls, Run” To be released. 