Shrieking winds
cried against the windows
rattling the glass in the pane
the mountain
responded in shrill tones
as dens emptied themselves
in search of food
somewhere an emergency
disrupted the night
sirens calling
distorted as they race
to answer the calls
bring a sleepless rescue
night alive
night awake
night without rest
a whispered prayer
against those disasters
chasing through the streets – Caroline A. Slee