Poems About Wind by Top Critiquers
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Poems about wind by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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
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10 Comments
Raphium Series~the horses
I'm in my element
cool breeze shifting within me
I touch the sky and breath with relief
the ozone herself welcomes her terrestrial child
taking flight I rise
seeking the others, darklings of the air
northern winds transport me to exotic lands
where I watch the deserts open up before me
vast expanses, I trip then have visions
a black stallion races
I look heavenward and see the horses riding with him
the moon pregnant with grief
gives birth to renewal
the tides are changing
and the waters of red explain something...
cool breeze shifting within me
I touch the sky and breath with relief
the ozone herself welcomes her terrestrial child
taking flight I rise
seeking the others, darklings of the air
northern winds transport me to exotic lands
where I watch the deserts open up before me
vast expanses, I trip then have visions
a black stallion races
I look heavenward and see the horses riding with him
the moon pregnant with grief
gives birth to renewal
the tides are changing
and the waters of red explain something...
#wind
#angels
#desert
241 reads
2 Comments
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
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Breathing Fire [My Birth Chart]
gemini sun:
a contemplative wind
susceptible to whimsy
aries moon:
a transformative pyre
never settling for confinement
sagittarius ascendant:
an inferno blazing new trails
seeking hope on the horizon
leo south node:
childlike in determination
mastering the flame of creation
aquarius north node:
an ethereal projection
humble yet timeless elemental
a contemplative wind
susceptible to whimsy
aries moon:
a transformative pyre
never settling for confinement
sagittarius ascendant:
an inferno blazing new trails
seeking hope on the horizon
leo south node:
childlike in determination
mastering the flame of creation
aquarius north node:
an ethereal projection
humble yet timeless elemental
#stars
#fire
#wind
#astrology
#spiritual
413 reads
2 Comments
Scarf on a Winter's Day Updated .....
She looks at her phone
45 degrees and windy
Radiant in her long black coat
She selects this scarf
It complements her long blonde hair
Warmth provided in fabric and color
Ravishing as she walks the avenue
45 degrees and windy
Radiant in her long black coat
She selects this scarf
It complements her long blonde hair
Warmth provided in fabric and color
Ravishing as she walks the avenue
#wind
#art
#romantic
428 reads
24 Comments
wrath of a lady
she woke me
with rage building in her throat
her deep seated rumble the first sign of trouble
shaking my bed with her anger
and I rose wiping sleep from my eyes
ready to hear her out
well accustomed to her moods
as she gathered momentum
I stood in awe at her fierce expression
but cautious
it is wise to be wary of her temperament
going from moaning
to weeping
to howling fury
stomping the ground with the weight of it
flashing skies of her eyes
lashing & dancing all around
threatening to drown
or burn...
with rage building in her throat
her deep seated rumble the first sign of trouble
shaking my bed with her anger
and I rose wiping sleep from my eyes
ready to hear her out
well accustomed to her moods
as she gathered momentum
I stood in awe at her fierce expression
but cautious
it is wise to be wary of her temperament
going from moaning
to weeping
to howling fury
stomping the ground with the weight of it
flashing skies of her eyes
lashing & dancing all around
threatening to drown
or burn...
#rain
#storm
#wind
#admiration
#respect
120 reads
8 Comments
they travel easy
they travel
easy,
sprint,
lift up
into
the arena,
wings open
spread,
eyes alert,
watching,
surveying
under
silhouettes
of day,
then
hidden
out of sight.
easy,
sprint,
lift up
into
the arena,
wings open
spread,
eyes alert,
watching,
surveying
under
silhouettes
of day,
then
hidden
out of sight.
#birds
#sky
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
56 reads
5 Comments
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
876 reads
10 Comments
East of The Sun
Sailing through the bluest skies
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
were the towering clouds of spring,
as if they were a ketch that flies
or kites upon a lengthy string!
And sure the breeze was fresh and true
at play through every leafing tree
offset against that sunset blue,
and birds in busybody glee!
That sundown was approaching fast
and the clouds were scattering fleet,
just like a squadron at full mast
rigged as white as a ghosting sheet
making way for the newest moon...
now creeping...
into...
#sun
#sky
#clouds #wind
#clouds #wind
184 reads
6 Comments
The Calling Of The Wind
As I come to read the sepia pages of lost time and the wisdom it provides
May the serenity of the knowledge it ensues soothe my intellect as it coats as given from the skies
Give me liberty from the chaos found in death where awaited souls are in exile
Upon the trenches, wading in the waters, my hues have traveled by the North Star mile after mile
In the sorrowful breeze of the wind
The scars upon all my descendant’s beautiful skin, will time ever mend
Bloody gashes, reminisce, raised voices for unforgiven reparations, I have...
May the serenity of the knowledge it ensues soothe my intellect as it coats as given from the skies
Give me liberty from the chaos found in death where awaited souls are in exile
Upon the trenches, wading in the waters, my hues have traveled by the North Star mile after mile
In the sorrowful breeze of the wind
The scars upon all my descendant’s beautiful skin, will time ever mend
Bloody gashes, reminisce, raised voices for unforgiven reparations, I have...
#sun
#water
#wind
#spiritual
#wisdom
270 reads
Winds blow
Wings aglow,
In the night they glance, so free,
Winds ablow,
Stars above that softly glow,
Butterflies in twilight's trance,
Bats in flight, in starry chance,
Wings aglow.
In the night they glance, so free,
Winds ablow,
Stars above that softly glow,
Butterflies in twilight's trance,
Bats in flight, in starry chance,
Wings aglow.
#dark
#dreams
#night
#stars
#wind
49 reads
2 Comments
jethro tull
ian anderson's flute sang
above the guitars and
the bass and the drums and
yeah, it was beautiful ..
above the guitars and
the bass and the drums and
yeah, it was beautiful ..
#wind
318 reads
2 Comments
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