Evil wind

Note: this poem was written for Jerry Powell, another writer here on Writing.com. It is now part of his amazing novella "The Dragon Rises".

The wind had voices, did they sing?
Around about, a devil in dust
danced here and there,
and struck to force
the knights of day
to join its waltz,
to rock and sway.

The voices, if such they were,
lingered only long enough
to cast an eerie melody.


One is in the hearts of men,
another floats in spirit.
A virus lives upon the air,
it can work its way inside.
And if dormant long,
it becomes too late
to bridge life's gap.

Does malevolence lie in wait as well,
in the soil, or the water,
or the firmament?


And here is the novella:

The Dragon Rises  (18+) The opening novella in the Jack Goldman series and the sequel to Evil Wind. #899648 by Jack Goldman