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Breezes Are Whispering

Breezes are whispering through the tow’ring pines Sounds like the mountains are crooning a lullaby Reminds me of the steam engine’s lonely whines When the verdant valley echoes its somber reply, I stand in awe of the vastness and wonder why Soft winds in springtime elicit such a pitiful sigh Could it be the shanties of the men in the mines? Or, perhaps, telling us it is someone’s time to die Breezes are whispering through the tow’ring pines. Written March 30, 2022 [Verso-Rhyme]

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/31/2022 12:37:00 PM

I can hear that "lullabye" Hank. Nice imagery my friend.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/31/2022 1:18:00 PM

Glad you liked it, Caren. Listen to the lullabye!

Jenna Logan

Date: 3/30/2022 11:07:00 AM

Verso rhyme... interesting. Milt, I tried sending you soup mail, but it keeps freezing. I saw the comments you made on Jeff's poem and 'her' comment, so I left one, too. I'm posting a couple of toilet humor limericks and opening it up to everyone to join in.

Jenna Logan
Date: 3/30/2022 12:07:00 PM

I've been away for a while, and quite frankly, during that time I lost interest, but when I read yet another nasty referral to Jan, and saw your reply, I decided to write a few limericks in toilet humor fashion. and yes, you should've. It's your honor code that had you defend Jan, and in so doing, so did I.

L Milton Hankins
Date: 3/30/2022 11:59:00 AM

I probably shouldn't have made that comment, but I couldn't resist. Hmmm...I had a bit of trouble getting some things on PS today, too. The system must be glitching. Good! I'll look for them.