John Lawless Poet Verse

ZEPHYR

I am the breath of teardrops drying
A whisper coaxed awak’ning on rippled pond
Shadows creeping amid the grey stones
Concealing both prey and predator

A faint kiss to lift the butterflies aloft
Caress the wafting scent of budding roses
A shiver on the sweaty back of toil
A riffling of leaves still wet at dawn

A gladdened moment dancing with a feather
The dusty face of tumbleweeds at play
I am the humming voice of towering pines
That eerie whine amid the canyon stones

I am a sound e’er present in the silence
A gentle hint that life is everywhere

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David Crandall June 3, 2024 at 9:54 AM Great poem, John. I can see and feel wth all senses the subtle aspects of a gentle zephyr - things that sometimes be drowned out of awareness.

Paula Goldsmith April 28, 2024 at 9:21 AM Congratulations on your win. WOW!!! I enjoyed reading your winning "Zephyr" write. Great Ending... Have a blessed weekend..................

Anne-Lise Andresen April 27, 2024 at 11:07 AM - A fabulous piece of writing :) - If I could I would place it higher on the winners list, John :) - Congratulations on your win in the contest :) - Have a great weekend :) - hugs

Constance La France April 26, 2024 at 7:35 PM John, congratulations on your win in my contest with this wonderful poem, Constance

Jeanette Swan April 25, 2024 at 5:44 AM This is lovely. I like all the descriptions of sounds and sights of a gentle breeze. First person personification is just right for the presence it gives. I also like the sonnet-like spacing that has breath-like pauses. Fave. J :)