Fresh Air

Fresh Air You ask is it fresh, is what fresh I say The air that you feel on this warm summer day That soft blowing breeze, which flows past your face Invisible flight, no color, no trace But there is no taste, no texture, no feel If I say it is fresh, would you think I’m for real? Surely you would, why would I lie Fresher than fresh, direct from the sky Just made this morning, a few minutes ago How fresh do you need it, just let me know I’ve got plenty in stock; in fact it’s on sale Marked down today, you just can not fail The price is just right, affordably so Enjoy it right here or get it to go Hundreds of uses let me bring them to light For sailing a boat or flying a kite For waving a flag or messing your hair Nothing is better than fresh blowing air Makes tumbleweeds move on their dry arid trip Causes discarded paper to roll and to flip Moves bright colored pinwheels to happily spin Turns clothes on the line inside out, outside in And open a window; you’ll see what I mean That musty old room will smell new, crystal clean And birds love it too, it helps them to fly It dries up the streets if some rain passes by It can come from the north, the west or the east Or even the south if I dare say the least It can be very cold, quite chilled to the bone Or hot as the sun, up there all alone Blowing softly or hard, hardly blowing at all Through summer or spring or winter or fall There’s fresh air by day and fresh air by night Whatever you choose is sure to be right You’ve so many choices, other places to go Before you decide, I just want you to know My air is the best, that’s what I’ve been told Just look at the sign, over one billion sold So buy it from me, you won’t have a care Is it fresh, you may ask, it’s the freshest fresh air
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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December 10, 2016 at 12:33 PM
I love the feeling of exuberance offered by the breeze, by the salty sea, by the scent of mountains in the air as the sun rises. Your poem gave me Nature's flavors in this lovely piece Chris. Thank you. I really enjoyed your refreshing words! 7 ; )
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December 12, 2016 at 8:43 AM
Thank you so very much Connie, I appreciate your kind words and am thrilled you enjoyed this one.
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December 9, 2016 at 7:26 AM
Bravo, Chris! Your poem is a breath of fresh air! 7
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December 9, 2016 at 8:02 AM
Thank you so very much Kim. I am thrilled you liked it.
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December 8, 2016 at 2:37 PM
Is shipping free? :) I'll take the imperial brand, skies never the limit with you Chris.
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December 8, 2016 at 3:48 PM
Ha, good one.
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December 8, 2016 at 3:46 PM
Is it sent 'air' mail?
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December 8, 2016 at 2:44 PM
Thanks so much Paloma, for you my friend, indeed shipping is free and if you act right now...operators are standing by
Bohto Avatar
December 8, 2016 at 2:08 PM
Your a songwriter deep in your veins. Your timing in these lines is truely amazing. Like all your work. Chris. When I read your art. I feel truly blessed.
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December 8, 2016 at 2:14 PM
Thanks so much Holly for stopping by, you my friend, are breath of fresh air. I appreciate your always kind words.
Chircop Avatar
December 8, 2016 at 1:28 PM
Nothing better than a breath of fresh air.. And thats what your poetry is.Btw..You're a great salesman,fantastic commercial.: )
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December 8, 2016 at 1:35 PM
Thanks for stopping by for my sales pitch before you leaving town. I appreciate you my friend.
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December 8, 2016 at 10:28 AM
What a great fun poem Chris! I am also laughing at the pinwheels. I had a couple near the garden this summer. Well done! :)
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December 8, 2016 at 10:48 AM
Thanks so very much Heidi, I'm sure you have plenty of fresh air up there for everyone. : )
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