Wisp of a Wind
While the whistle of a wind wafts
on a sunny haze of spring's hours;
heady sounds sail on air-wings' pageant:
the chime of birds, long coda of cooing bees,
and the wheat field's chants, so soothing...
here, glossy grasses answer in windy sighs
that blaze tilted butterflies traipsing on trees.
Gaily the bubbling of the brook
flows beside the breezy bush
where west wind flows ,and bubbles burst
a gentle whirl wandering along flowerbeds,
that my walking leads me far beneath a sky
in the softest spring... where a splendor
of fluid wind- wheeze slip-slides by,
blessed by the wonder, wisp,
and whimsical sway of a zephyr's spring- world!
Element 2: Wind Contest
Sponsor: Brian Davey
3/27/2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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