The Visitor

 

The house was silent and still

I was sat reading a book

as my dogs slumbered 

on a nearby couch

The story stimulated my imagination

as I became less aware of

my surroundings

A mighty roar awoke my attention

a rushing sound of fury unleashed

A powerful wind assailed the house

the curtains blew about in a frenzy of panic

as window panes and shutters rattled

The dogs sat up alert

with ears pert

one howled as the other barked

Papers took off from the table

and swirled about the room.

A magazine fastened itself 

to the standard lamp

The mirror and pictures

wobbled violently

against the wall

The ceiling lamp swung to and fro

in giddy delight

Doors upstairs slammed shut

some ornaments fell to the floor

I could feel the power

of this sudden gust

Then in less than a minute

it abated and all was still and calm

as before

He had been and gone 

at break neck speed