Great topic. Wonderful poem. I have to mention the other night I was in the mountains and the wind was fierce and howling. Downright scary, you could here it coming!
Love the sentiment in that last stanza. The cool wind always disrupted my attempt at a warm sunbathing experience. But then, women tend to be more hot-blooded?
The wind comes,
and the goes,
bringing along scents,
that the nose knows.
It brings us rain,
and then dries our clothes.
your wind poem,
was well composed.
What is it with wind this past week, seems there are many writing about it...but yours is a bit different in that it is not atually speaking of the wind itself but of the love that can be sent on the wings of the wind...a most interesting write...-e-
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Lovely verses 'n scents to dance upon the wind.
Beautifully penned!
Lady Mary Ann
Ron
and the goes,
bringing along scents,
that the nose knows.
It brings us rain,
and then dries our clothes.
your wind poem,
was well composed.
Michael D.
after reading Matlacks comments, Comparison & Contrast
leaped into my feeble brain ...
While your Wind is scented with sweet tea rose petals ...
Matlack mostly Breaks Wind ... an awful Offal deadly scent ...
Lol :) :) :)