Written, September 5, 2025 For The Contest, “Listen To The Wind” Sponsor, Constance La France
Painting by Elena Kraft (Germany)
The wind speaks to us in whispers or roars- accumulating unbalanced scores! _ by Poet Listen to the wind, as it speaks to us- in a tiny whisper or an explosive rush. Grasp what it foretells as it swishes by. The wind's calm or violent moods can ease or crush. A whispered breeze can cool the summer heat, caressing us in a soothing, uplifting way, as we find joy in its relaxing touch beneath the sun's blaze on a hot and humid day. Conversely, though, the wind can take a turn to power local storms or those formed out at sea; howling and churning- pushing giant waves and signaling the tragic scene we can foresee. We hear wind growling when it reaches land. As a hurricane, it speaks fear along the path. Trees, structures, and life- tumble by its force, while the angry wind howls, vocalizing its wrath. A force, gifting pleasure or horrid pain from a kind whisper, stormy day, or hurricane! Listen to the wind, as it speaks to us.
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