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Friday Fantasy ~ The Wind’s Gentle Rush – #poetry

10 Friday Aug 2018

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She covers her face, weeps into her hand

Leaning against barren stretches of sand

And the trees behind her, though silent and still

Offer no shelter from the penetrating chill

She is forlorn and helpless, no hope to be found

Marked by the cross, that lies in the ground

A lover departed, she longs for his touch

And he reaches for her, with the wind’s gentle rush

 

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Nature’s Perfume ~ #poetry

12 Thursday Jul 2018

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She, endless beauty, the forest’s queen

A blend of purity, a vision so serene

Butterflies dance, and flowers bloom

She is the essence of nature’s perfume

Fragrant and fair, she sits and she waits

As subtle winds blow, and the air creates

A whisper, to only her ears, does it speak

For she is the paragon of magic and mystique

 

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Whistling Whirligigs ~ #JuneWriting #poetry

16 Saturday Jun 2018

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Colors whirl, around and about

As the wind whistles quickly through

Spinning a palette of joyous delight

In a neighborhood garden, or two

Different shapes, some round, some not

Some on a pole, of bamboo

Always thrilling those passing by

With a sight, so beguiling, and true

 

June Writing Prompt – Whistling Whirligigs – Day 16/30

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She is the Storm ~ #poetry

15 Tuesday May 2018

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This was the sky moments before a huge thunderstorm barreled its way through. Still going, too.

It came down in buckets
While wind blew with rage
A sky filled with lightning
The storm, center stage

Her thunder was deafening
Couldn’t hear myself think
Why on Earth would nature
Put up such a stink

Sounds, like a freight train,
Roaring, past the door
The whole house is shaking
I can’t take anymore

Calmer days need take heed
She is mighty, riding the skies
A figure of destructive fury
She wears as an artful guise

The color of sunlight, so bright
She’ll shine her light, on a dare
Deceptive is she, quite willingly
Hiding in the clouds, elsewhere

 

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Frightened – A Conversation ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry

28 Saturday Apr 2018

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What could that sound possibly be?
Perhaps it’s a branch from the old oak tree

I don’t know, mommy, it sounds very scary
Don’t worry, honey, maybe it’s a fairy!

No, they don’t make a howling noise
Oh? Maybe it the neighbor’s unruly boys

No, no, it’s not them, they’re fast asleep
Don’t cry, my daughter, no need to weep

I’m frightened by whatever is making that sound
Why, it’s only the wind, its voice, quite profound

 

 

 

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