Forecast

She’s already a blur on a bike.
And with the wind behind her….Whoosh!
(It’s going to be far more than breezy.
Gales are forecast. Disruption. Snow?
You’re right to be uneasy).
Blink and you would miss her.

The real test will come if the wind
is against her. That should slow
her right down. You’d recognise
her features. Raise your hand. Say ‘Hi.’

But your greeting would be snatched away
by a gust and redelivered miles away
to a stranger who would swear
the wind was trying to tell him something.


And the wind cries...