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A Naughty Wind

the tree shuddered like it had been mugged a naughty wind whispered in its ear... from its branches hung icicles of defeat

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John Watt

Date: 2/25/2020 4:46:00 PM

Aren't trees great for poetry, Gershon? They experience the seasonal shifts just like we do. Cheers, my poetic friend ~ John

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/25/2020 10:24:00 PM

For sure, trees are a great subject. Joyce Kilmer thought so; she did alright! Smiles, Gershon

Line Gauthier

Date: 2/25/2020 4:47:00 AM

Poignant imagery, Gershon.

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/24/2020 9:05:00 PM

Bad boy wind scaring the once Spring tree. Brr..

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/25/2020 2:24:00 AM

Once a Spring tree -- turned white before its time. Oh, well: 6 - 12 inches of snow on its way here. Merry Xmas! :)

Lindsay Laurie

Date: 2/24/2020 9:04:00 PM

G'day Gershon … I can only imagine that the wind is icy cold. Brrrr! - thank you Gershon - Lindsay

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/25/2020 2:22:00 AM

Apparently your winds are weak, wimpy, wan, warm breezes. Toughen up, Koala! LOL. ~ gw

Sandra Adams

Date: 2/24/2020 8:28:00 PM

are you telling me the wind is moaning in pleasure now? displeasing if it keep you up all night...perhaps those branches need to learn to slap that wind for being naughty...lol... just kidding... your imagination never falls short... enjoyed this... :) hugs

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/25/2020 2:20:00 AM

Good idea there --- slap-happy branches: Call 'em Curly, Moe and Larry. ~ Acme Triple A

Jean Bush

Date: 2/24/2020 7:45:00 PM

I love the wind, naughty or nice.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 2/25/2020 2:19:00 AM

I love the wind too, as long as nobody near me breaks it. ~ P.U.