The Wind Sways
By Richard L. Provencher
Sun, 29 Sep 2019
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in a wildwood of breaths
pushing handily
against tall-stemmed
lilies. Yellow
colours adopting
attention from a vase
of inspired energy
until weakening
and unable to prevent
falling into weeds
and grass--
now enter oblivion.
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Windsong &
Wind is the whisper of our mother the earth, Wind is the hand of our father the sky, weaver of darkness, bringer of dawn, Wind brings the rain then builds us a rainbow, Wind is a racer a wild stallion running, the thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea, Wind is the symbol of all that is free.
Ecstatic. Do you know the John Denver song Richard? He also came from Canada I think. Your poems about the wind are beautiful too & Nolan
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