Constance La France Poet Rhyme

Air

 
We inhale and exhale air to survive on Earth,
it cannot be seen but we need it from birth;
made up of oxygen and nitrogen and gases,
we cannot see 'air' even with strong glasses.

I feel its gentle caress in a soft breeze or wind,
it flows unseen in my cells to clear my mind;
brings me sweet scents too-   tangles my hair,
it is invisible to the eye-  but we all need air.

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July 16, 2019


Poetry/Rhyme/Air
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1167-748-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

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Paula Goldsmith July 17, 2019 at 12:59 PM I love the soft breeze. I can feel what you are saying. So cool and refreshing.

CayCay Godwin July 16, 2019 at 12:43 PM Great rhyme and form as well as beautiful lines soft as air itself. Very pretty poem entry. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Heidi Sands July 16, 2019 at 9:48 AM Very nice Dear Heart :)

Quoth Theraven July 16, 2019 at 9:45 AM Dear Heart, So nice to wake up to this breezy poem. The nitrogen in air under pressure, like SCUBA diving, can lead to narcosis or "raptures of the deep". Though as your poem says "We all need air". Good luck. -Richard