Sounds Of Winter Poem by Terrance Tracy

Sounds of Winter

Saturday, December 21,2013
3: 12 AM

Winter in the south when the north
wind blows the starlings are gathered in the trees
gathered by the hundreds flying helter-skelter
looking for shelter the resounding cacophony
makes you think of Hitchcock's movie The Birds

The wind is cold making your cheeks as red
as the Cardinals we see in the spring wondering
what this winter will bring four days hot two
days cold and the seventh day we rest while the
birds nest.

Instead of being in bed at 3 AM I am sitting here
writing poetry while precipitation is falling on my head
looking for inspiration I will catch my death of cold
does not matter because I am old.

If this is not dedication maybe I should take a vacation
and look for another vocation.

Terrance Tracy