Eight-line Poems

Windy

Windy

Late last night I woke,
hearing the wind hissing in the trees,
tugging at the house,
sending a garbage bin banging
down the street.
For a moment I feared for the power,
savaged by the gale, but then
I snuggled down and slept.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 11.01.21
Prompt: Lying in bed at night, listening to the wind or the rain outside.