October Nights

October nights

when the wind is high

and clouds

scud by the moon

Quiet Rustle

and I

think twice

before peeking

through the blinds

to find out

who scratches at our window

while the wind is high

and the clouds

scud by the moon

could it be

a Witch

looking for an orange cat

for her stew

or the forsythia

I forgot to trim

on forgotten days

under summer suns

copyright 2022 Christopher Donahue

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