Steve Voorhees Poet Rhyme

God's Breath

A kite dipped, twirled, and soared as it flew
The string pulled taut by the wind as it blew
The sound grew loud, of those rustling leaves
The boy’s hair a mess, wild flapping sleeves
Elated, laughing… relishing God’s breath.

Mother grew restless looking on, reading
Pages flew forward, she thinks of conceding
Angry the breeze ruins her fiction
She pins down pages, stubborn conviction
Scornful, scowling… withstanding God’s breath.

Fisherman’s sail puffed out, moving boat further
He grinned as he reeled, catching with fervor
The nets filled quickly, surrounding his feet
Ensuring his village dinner to eat
Thankful, rejoicing…praising God’s breath.

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Kristin Reynolds January 1, 2009 at 9:13 AM This is fantastic. I like the repitition here, and the message as well. I am a lover of God's breath/wind, so this is right up my alley. :) in answer to your question, yes, I have been published in many small journals as of this year, with hopes of the bigger journals. I have been writing my whole life, but did not think of trying to have my poetry published until this past spring, since then I have started getting my name out there, and have hopes for a book (or 10!) soon. thank you!!! Kristin

Breana Wiggins December 31, 2008 at 7:02 PM Nice poem... *Breana