Best Gentle Wind Poems

Remembering when
Perched high above on rocky crags
Cliffs weathered by times handprints
I saw far and wide to distant shores
Tendrils of desire radiating outwards

Riding the briny mist...

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I was a zealous fashion designer, whose elegant styles were ever in vogue,
Like the rainbow time of cool, damp evening, that elegant colors go rogue.

Lost...

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I am but a dreamer
and in my dreams I play
where I live so happily
writing them my way
inside my illusions
where I know I belong
whistling a joyful...

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We drifted not far from shore -
a delicate night with supple air entire,
black and white until patience sent us grays
that rocked with the boat on...

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September meets with warm embrace,
 quickening the harvest pace,
though looming autumn can't efface 
 what's left of summer's arid grace.

The linen hanging on the line...

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On a desolate splendor of this autumn night
We listen to the serene call of the gleaming moonlight
Deciduous trees stand tall to acclaim its magnificence
Conducting the...

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I am trying to sleep here; can someone let the world know?

Somewhere the pressure cooker whistles, 
Rises in the night air, the smell of pulao...

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Gentle wind, please
Go not from me.

Rather hold me in thine uplifting arms.
For thy tender ministrations are my sustenance
Each satin, sweet caress a blessing.

Bold wind, please
Go...

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Kissed by the passing breeze of awakening
Nature's secrets unfold in whispered delight
As dawn golden fingers caress the slumbering earth.

Misty tendrils dance upon the meadows
Invisible threads...

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"The deepest longing in the human heart is the desire for appreciation."--William James

A halo of treetops rings the cyan river,
as it trips and rolls down...

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Snow is still falling as I enter the wooded trails.  The newly clothed trees rise as white fairytale beings in the wintry landscape. ...

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Line Of Inquiry : "I saw God but now what"
 
It was Easter and I was kneading bread on my kitchen counter.  A ...

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Little Beast
you are a storm; 
you were made to be chaotic and awe-inspiring. To scream your emotions in wild wind, to rally against injustice in...

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It begins with the joy of giving birth
Continues even after the moment of death
Life, like the scope of all man's music
Opening and closing passages of...

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The gentle wind warms my old wrinkled skin
As I slowly sink in the sea's soft sand
The gliding flight of seabirds seen again
Beyond gray contours where...

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