Catching the Wind

is like a roar of approval
for winter’s season

displacing weaker limbs
harassing aspen leaves
and thrashing the lakeshore.

I wish to possess such strength
and intimidate bullies
who overcome my shadow

to reduce their stares
and restrict false bravado
omitting them
from a revenge list.

Imagination and reality
two parallels
for an intimate endurance.

© Richard L. Provencher