Best Whooshing Poems

A whistling wheezing hamlet, whispering and emanating, tunes euphonic, 
In a remote isolated valley, far-flung from the abode of the temporal, 
Warbling quietly to whistle...

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Wakened, the winged and winsome wind

wandered westerly while whistling witchery.

It waltzed whimsically within woodlands -

whooshing, then whipping willows.

Worn, it waned. . . whispering wistfully....

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Falling asleep to illogical thoughts.
Seeing red or nothing but spots.
Heart racing toward the finish line.
Can't seem to catch that breath of mine.
A whooshing roar inside...

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How can they say
silence has no sound? Make it go away.
Floor-felled, right ear pressed to the phone,
cowering in a quarry of quiet
between coffee table and...

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The fire pit has been made
The kindling has been laid
The match was put to the dry, dry wood
And the flames began to play

The fire now...

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I am the maestro
Of land sky and sea
I am
A living 
Breathing 
Symphony
Of many sounds 
And sights
That I have found
Like the  BOOM 
Of the ocean...

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I was meeting me girlfriend , sexy Cherry Russ
When I saw her hands go up to her mouth and she did cuss
There was this whooshing...

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Inside scrapings of darkness
how restless and doomed,
the bellow crashing in like
an agonized moon; 

the tunnel hears blood whooshing
in pits full of rain,
hurling damn imaginings
of her...

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Love unexpectedly came,
pulled up and swung open the door
Took me on a thrill ride,
and I'm loving every moment of it
Passion autobahn,
no speed dating restrictions
Scenic route...

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I watched an egret on a pond take flight
and hid as best I could against a tree,
not moving, breathless staying out of sight.

Remembering, I close...

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Ever flying, never ceasing, ever soaring, speed increasing,
Two sharp scythes by your side,
Leaving land behind

Journeying over land and sea,
Flying high, flying free,
Super speed, velocity,
Hawking prey...

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There’s magic on the tungsten sea
That brings forth spittle in waves
Like giant sheets of paper uncurling
On a table.
There’s magic in the carrot sunlight
That makes pale...

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O tiny, dimpled sphere, virginal white,  
Whooshing on your preordain-ed flight:     
What motivates your Lord to curses spew  
When...

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Wintry white weather whirling westward,
whooshing wildly when winds wrestle.
Snowflakes swirling starting snowy stacks.

Spring showers sprout saplings
some scattering so softly.
Florist fashions flowing florets
flowers form filling flowerpots.

Summer...

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Staff Meeting
	
	At my desk each morning, 
	over my first cup off coffee, 
	I call the staff meeting to order, 
	a gathering together 
	of my various...

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