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.