Mystic Rose Rose Poet Free verse

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The Wind and Her

Sitting here between sheets of glass I move freely 
clothed by the gloaming of a beautiful morning 
I am a nonreflective wind in motion this moment 
washing over her with pink taffeta clouds watching 
the scene below, it's as if this birth that will be
a yawning yore soon is the only art in her eyes,  
that truly matters.

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Linda Alice Fowler October 28, 2022 at 1:43 PM A beauty floats above and away, the moment here, then gone. Beautiful writing my dear friend. Alice

Joseph P. DiMino October 26, 2022 at 8:34 PM "I am a nonreflective wind in motion this moment washing over her with pink taffeta clouds watching" The wizard behind the curtain, the unseen power aloft fluffing our minds with scent and fantastic vision.... Did you also do the lovely art my friend? Blessings! Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 3:54 PM Yes I like to put photos with the words, in 3D, thanks for reading dear poet friend

Mike Bayles October 26, 2022 at 6:45 PM I am truly captured by the moment, and the moment that only matters is art. Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 4:08 PM Yes Mike, the only thing that matters is the moment, thanks for reading

Bill Baker October 26, 2022 at 4:28 PM Beauty and depth of thought, Vie. They both moved me through your poetry. Blessings my friend. Bill Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 4:08 PM Thank you, Bill. This was written early morning while watching the gloaming of a lovely sky

Sotto Poet October 26, 2022 at 11:56 AM Rose, Your poetry includes some really vivid descriptions and metaphors. Excellent writing with such a fantastic and profound degree of insight. Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 4:07 PM Thank you for reading and understanding the message Sotto

Victor Buhagiar October 26, 2022 at 8:08 AM Great personification. I am gone with the wind. Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 4:07 PM My too Victor, thanks for reading :)

Vijay Pandit October 26, 2022 at 5:33 AM The wind has the view--so does the writer. Well written my friend. Mystic Rose Rose October 27, 2022 at 4:07 PM I love the wind, and all it represents, thanks for reading Vijay