Janet Grace Poet Rhyme

Wind Songs

Wind in the willows
A soft gentle breeze
Whispers and rustles
Of the willow leaves

Wind strokes my cheeks
  And caresses my face
  As down the highway
  On my Harley I race

Woodsy breeze blowing
Scent of Autumn leaves
  As I ride my horse
  Between the trees

 Gusty gales howl
When Earth is too dry
Driving rain down from 
 A thundercloud sky

"Wind Song, Wind Song"
    Stays in my mind
   It is also a favorite
    Perfume of mine.

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Adeyemi Joshua August 15, 2017 at 4:55 PM Nature in its beauty... This a piece indeed from the basket of the muse.

Cody Kremling August 15, 2017 at 3:23 PM I really enjoyed reading this and could feel the wind against my face.

Nette Onclaud November 25, 2016 at 3:19 PM race with the winds and feel the air inside your bones, janet.. what a stimulating read!... huggs

Jan Allison November 25, 2016 at 1:20 PM you are riding on the breeze in so many ways Janet ... I think you would LOVE our little Island I live on the Isle of Man the home of the TT motorbike races - amazing scenery and oh those open roads to thrill you:-) hugs jan xx

Chris Green November 25, 2016 at 1:02 PM A soft and melodic scene you have created with your poem today Janet, even if I can also hear the Harley roaring in the background. The rhymes flowed easily and didn't feel forced and the cadence was that of a whispering breeze.

Anne-Lise Andresen November 25, 2016 at 12:34 PM - I can see you "fly" with the wind on the horseback, Janet :) - Windy with your Harley too ... but, I prefer the horse :) - a wonderful poem of freedom - Read my response to you on my poem "September" - hugs from Norway // Anne-Lise :)