Below is the poem entitled night winds which was written by poet
Plunkett. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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The air was hot and thick
scents of a ripe apple orchird stinging the nose.
The wind was warm and quick,
with a rythym as steady as prose.
The dark night held Grace,
and Grace held it back,
such a calm settled face,
seeing life through the black.
Careful not to disturb the newfound peace
Quiet steps were taken.
Like fluttering fingers on the softest fleece,
Night calmed a soul once shaken.