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'Neath an Ancient Breeze

       Soft is the call of the night
          She whispers to me in the rustle
              of leaves ‘neath an ancient breeze 

        For time runs headlong into the chasm
            ~ lunging at moments already passed

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Sara Etgen-Baker Date: 9/19/2025 3:22:00 PM thought provoking words, Gershon. I especially liked the last two lines = submlime Login to Reply

Linda Alice Fowler Date: 9/19/2025 11:28:00 AM I appreciate your versatility gw. Seems you can go from humor to contemplative in 0 to 60 in 3 seconds! :) laf :) Login to Reply

Joe Maverick Date: 9/18/2025 1:12:00 PM Plunging..And lunging for all I know GW.' The thing that gets me is how Come this breeze is ancient.? And others are not.' Are you being breezist.. Here? Just in passing.' Btw you might Be sailing a bit 'close to the wind?' Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 9/18/2025 9:06:00 PM Who knows what I'm doing sometimes? ~ Listing listlessly windward, gw

Rowena Velasco Date: 9/18/2025 7:30:00 AM A beautifully evocative piece, Gershon,your imagery captures the quiet intimacy of night and the fleeting nature of time. The phrasing flows like the breeze itself, gentle yet profound. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 9/18/2025 8:58:00 PM Aw, thanks for the sweet comment, Rowena. Pleasantries and Pleasant trees, Gershon

Bj Legros Kelley Date: 9/17/2025 11:20:00 PM Wow, beautiful. Your poems reflect a multiple array of wonder. I've been scrolling through some of your poems as I try to catch up again. The last poem I read made me laugh; this one makes me reflective. Your pen truly is an amazing tool in your hand my friend. Login to Reply Gershon Wolf Date: 9/18/2025 8:57:00 PM Bj, your comments give me renewed hope that I'm not wasting my time trying to write. TYSM, my friend. Glad to see you back online. Happiness and Joy, Gershon