Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Tossing Around In the Wind

i feel lost
in the dimness
of this day

my thoughts
stirring in this wind
ascending
then descending
in a spiral
of emotions
scattered
like these leaves
painting the ground
in drifts of red
i never cared for that color
nor this autumn air
i feel lost
within its grasp

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Hello There October 17, 2019 at 3:28 PM Your mood matches the weather too precisely, my friend. Here's to feeling found... <3 hugs ~ and excellent write! Sandra Adams October 17, 2019 at 8:18 PM Guess you are having the same weather as me...i so dislike this and they are calling for lots of rainy days in the 7 day...i want summer back.... Thank you my friend :) hugs

Gershon Wolf October 17, 2019 at 1:50 PM 'that spiral of emotions (ascending and descending) -- Thank you for that. I was racking my brain, (please excuse the assumptions implicit in those five words), for such a phrase a week or two ago. Thanks for supplying it. Beautifully depicted, Sandra! Smiles, Gershon Sandra Adams October 17, 2019 at 8:17 PM Well thank you Gershon, and so very glad i could help :) hugs

Vijay Pandit October 17, 2019 at 12:42 PM Windy day in your part of the town--we are facing a bit of it here in Maryland also. I see the drifting red in your poem. Sandra Adams October 17, 2019 at 8:16 PM You are not too far from me, so probably the same type weather... the gusts have been up to 50mph...it's bone chilling cold if you have to walk out in it...i can't find warmth ... hugs

Bobby May October 17, 2019 at 12:12 PM Silent One said you are very great he is wrong you are perfect! Sandra Adams October 17, 2019 at 8:14 PM awww thank you Bobby, what a sweet thing to say... :) hugs

Chris Green October 17, 2019 at 12:11 PM Sounds as if the weather and the season are not to your liking my friend. But somehow, when it is said poetically in your wonderful style, it doesn't seem so bad from here. Here's hoping the sun finds you and returns your smile to where it belongs. Beautifully done Sandy. Still, as if spoken in a whisper. Sandra Adams October 17, 2019 at 8:13 PM I am not a fan of this weather, it's cold, and extremely windy...it left me chilled to the bone... your wonderful comment offered some warmth... thank you my friend :) hugs