Poems About Wind Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about wind seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Floating (5-7-5 Haiku)
Windswept butterflies
A tapestry of colours
Float over meadows
by Jemia
A tapestry of colours
Float over meadows
by Jemia
#flowers
#butterfly
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
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2 Comments
Sunburst (Wind)
Smoke and mirrors unbalances the truth of the soul
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exult beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and spiritually weak and the promise to the...
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exult beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and spiritually weak and the promise to the...
#fire
#water
#wind
#rebirth
#spiritual
417 reads
5 Comments
I remain
Just like the roots of a tree,adapting through all kinds of matter.
I remain;calm,strong and grounded,whatever the weather.
© CandyFlossMonet. June 2023
I remain;calm,strong and grounded,whatever the weather.
© CandyFlossMonet. June 2023
#love
#rain
#storm
#wind
#snow
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1 Comment
Navigating His Alluring Wind Songs
The taste of his aura knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
#wind
#spiritual
#metaphor
321 reads
4 Comments
Sibilate
Trees possess longings too.
For the ecstatic torment of a voracious
spring breeze.
For the whoosh and wobbling murmurings
of sun bright leaves.
Spring whispers her secrets to summer,
all her sultry needs.
For the ecstatic torment of a voracious
spring breeze.
For the whoosh and wobbling murmurings
of sun bright leaves.
Spring whispers her secrets to summer,
all her sultry needs.
#trees
#wind
#nature
187 reads
10 Comments
first radiation
The light of dawn came
Life with the soft, glowing colors of a new day
The rising sun each day bathes the shoreline with ethereal light
The darkness recedes like shades of yellow
And an orange bolt across the sky heralds the coming of the sun as it twinkles
At the edge of the world still wearing a black velvet night blanket
Sun-kissed weathered rocks with the murmur of an ebb tide
Misty water weaves its way through the cracks in ethereal ribbons that flow effortlessly
In a slow, hypnotic ballet where every new day is born
It's a front row...
Life with the soft, glowing colors of a new day
The rising sun each day bathes the shoreline with ethereal light
The darkness recedes like shades of yellow
And an orange bolt across the sky heralds the coming of the sun as it twinkles
At the edge of the world still wearing a black velvet night blanket
Sun-kissed weathered rocks with the murmur of an ebb tide
Misty water weaves its way through the cracks in ethereal ribbons that flow effortlessly
In a slow, hypnotic ballet where every new day is born
It's a front row...
#sea
#beach
#morning #wind
#morning #wind
197 reads
2 Comments
A Flatulating Tale of Research
24/30
A Flatulating Tale of Research
Why when I go looking for information
about eggplants, specifically speaking,
Fairytale Eggplants
found very little data
having nothing to do with cooking!!
I now know how to
Grill, Wok, Sauté, Roast, Bake, Deep Fry
the bulbous purplish vegetable
that is really a berry
Waaaaaay more info than I
wanted, bargained for
I did, however, come across a folktale
relating to breaking wind
something about a Golden Eggplant
and while trying to find ...
A Flatulating Tale of Research
Why when I go looking for information
about eggplants, specifically speaking,
Fairytale Eggplants
found very little data
having nothing to do with cooking!!
I now know how to
Grill, Wok, Sauté, Roast, Bake, Deep Fry
the bulbous purplish vegetable
that is really a berry
Waaaaaay more info than I
wanted, bargained for
I did, however, come across a folktale
relating to breaking wind
something about a Golden Eggplant
and while trying to find ...
#wind
#food
#NaPoWriMo2023
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Psithurism
whispering breezes move through the trees
softly singing in rustling leaves
on tip of tongue sounding like words
like the flapping of wings in a flock of birds
hush, whoosh, whistle and blow
sussurating as they go
murmuring something on the way
they keep moving, they can't stay...
molecules coalescing as one
like birds in the sky having some fun
weaving and diving past everything
invisible yet they seem to sing
a song that everybody knows
whispering something as the air blows
into the forest and through...
softly singing in rustling leaves
on tip of tongue sounding like words
like the flapping of wings in a flock of birds
hush, whoosh, whistle and blow
sussurating as they go
murmuring something on the way
they keep moving, they can't stay...
molecules coalescing as one
like birds in the sky having some fun
weaving and diving past everything
invisible yet they seem to sing
a song that everybody knows
whispering something as the air blows
into the forest and through...
#wind
#nature
191 reads
4 Comments
storm
Storm
The waves in the storm raged Pacific Ocean waves became
deep ravines and tall mountains; in the binoculars, I saw
an American hangar ship, its massive deck was glistering iron
swept of all human activities, this was not a day for wars
The bulk vessel was returning from Japan, where a cargo of
scrap iron had been unloaded, so she was not so heavy in
the water; a good thing when she ploughed deep down
a watery valley, and the sea high above the ship, came
crashing down, but up she came quivering like a wet dog
As she climbed...
The waves in the storm raged Pacific Ocean waves became
deep ravines and tall mountains; in the binoculars, I saw
an American hangar ship, its massive deck was glistering iron
swept of all human activities, this was not a day for wars
The bulk vessel was returning from Japan, where a cargo of
scrap iron had been unloaded, so she was not so heavy in
the water; a good thing when she ploughed deep down
a watery valley, and the sea high above the ship, came
crashing down, but up she came quivering like a wet dog
As she climbed...
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
#wind
#snow
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0 Comments
Weathered
The words
Were
Squeezed out
Like
A tight fart
They were windy
And quite wild
And smelt
Like a smelly child
Adults
Aren't any better
Just wetter
All
A bit
Like
Tomorrows weather forecast!
by Jemia
Were
Squeezed out
Like
A tight fart
They were windy
And quite wild
And smelt
Like a smelly child
Adults
Aren't any better
Just wetter
All
A bit
Like
Tomorrows weather forecast!
by Jemia
#wind
#nature
#funny
195 reads
3 Comments
nipped in the buds!
it's a bit nippy today!
nip nip nippity nip!
can't think of anything witty to say,
quip quip quipidy quip!
by Jemia 😏
nip nip nippity nip!
can't think of anything witty to say,
quip quip quipidy quip!
by Jemia 😏
#environment
#wind
#philosophical
100 reads
0 Comments
On The Subject Of Farting
Little Comment
On a long winded conversation
That
Ultimately
Is no more
Than
Hot air
The wind
Lies
Within
The willows
No need to worry
Unless it billows!
(the answer
is blowing in the wind)
by Jemia
On a long winded conversation
That
Ultimately
Is no more
Than
Hot air
The wind
Lies
Within
The willows
No need to worry
Unless it billows!
(the answer
is blowing in the wind)
by Jemia
#wind
#funny
183 reads
0 Comments
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