the wind

April 29, 2009
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it brings a coolness to the warm and sun

creeps in

between; and then it’s gone.

it sings


seeping through the walls

quietly comes,

it tugs at hair and flaying cloth.


breaks through.

steals over all

the world like a tourist,

weaves in and about

the clouds

in the blue.

sways the trees

sings to stars

never ending.

it escorts

the smell of spring


and leaves a touch

of new.

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Danelle S. said...
May 13, 2009 at 5:27 pm
Amazing. YOu are simply a wonderful writer! Your work belongs published in a magazine. Wow. Please grace this website with more of your work!
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