Soft is the call of the night
She whispers to me in the rustle
of leaves ‘neath an ancient breeze
For time runs headlong into the chasm
~ lunging at moments already passed
Autumn Sway
golden leaves in flight
chilly breeze whirls through the trees
sunshine fades away
rancid scent hangs in the air
autumn firmly holds its sway.
By Poet "Our memories fill yesterday. Today our dreams will fill tomorrow."
Will my dream be here tomorrow?
A cool breeze does softy blow,
over me as if I will know.
Into deeper sleep I must go,
what will my dream now show?
I am still from head to toe,
feeling like I am aglow.
Another world I will go.
Within a dream what will I see?
A huge yellow bumble bee,
she was eating crackers and brie.
From this dream I want to flee,
please oh - please set me free.
My bed is now wet - I did pee,
let me out I will plea.
Now awake one, two, three.
My dream within a dream,
was it just too extreme?
It made me pee then scream,
what a very wild dream theme.
The bee rode a leaf downstream,
what a weird bee daydream.
Through the trees I saw a sunbeam,
the bright light looks like ice cream.
Now waking up with self esteem.
All hustle calms and settles in their nest,
invisible silence rings,"time for rest"
lullaby doesn't sound the same for all,
some find hope sparkling while others fall,
echoes of sorrow sing their hue,
some drown, some seek morning's dew,
endless stories flash but moon stays the same.
With tone of wisdom and love the night claims
when everyone sleeps, stars stay with you,
in your journey,they suffer too.
burden and scars sleep beneath the night breeze,
hearts find comfort,minds feel ease...
LIFE
NEVER ASKS
RIGHT OR WRONG
LIKE THE WHISPERING WIND
ONE MINUTE BREEZY
THE NEXT
GONE
TO AN ALLEGORICAL BREEZE OF NATURE
(Apropos Of A Warm Breath Of Air)
A sweet summer breeze;
An aromatic delight:
God’s warm exhaled breath:-
My our world’s lungs soon be filled
With God’s inhaled peace and love.:-
Oxygenated
In God’s warmth, let’s seek building
A oneness nation:-
LISTEN TO THE WIND
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Listen to the wind murmur. Can you hear it
gently stirring yesterday’s dust motes,
kissing everyone's cheek with forgotten warmth,
painting hues of hope into the bleeding blue?
Listen to the wind sing. Can you hear it
creating a soft melody from rustling leaves,
whispering promises etched into tree bark,
grounding us in the breath we share equitably?
Listen to the wind mumble. Can you hear it
bowing giant oaks, tickling forest’s green expanse,
ruffling the mouse’s coat as well as the king’s gold crown,
leveling an equal, impartial hand to all?
Listen to the wind whisper. Can you hear it
raising up paper cranes and giving them flight,
carrying one’s dreams on its placid breezes,
guaranteeing nothing, yet everything.
Listen to the wind moan. Can you hear it
lifting silent prayers, light as dandelion fluff,
bidding us pause as life’s burdens dissolve?
I just want to catch you on a date
in the middle of the ocean,
with all the running lights
on your face.
Picturing us in the sky,
which are captured
in your eyes.
The breeze playing
with your hairs.
No crowd,
no noise -
just you
in the middle of the ocean,
with butterflies.
We tell a secret,
soft and slow,
that has been hidden for years
in a muddy home.
You smiled
like you already knew -
the change...
it happened through you.
So meet me
where the moonlight falls.
'Cause love
kissed the sky.
We find us
on the shore now.
We are in a peace
which never happened before.
Never happened before...
Never happened before.
Yawning sun, waves the chaos for peace,
For a while, sorrow sleeps and curses cease.
Drowning sky guides the birds ,way for home,
Blushing clouds build the delusional dome.
traffic rests for breath,
A moment for us ,no fear and death.
Echoes of silence in air speak,
All tiny souls roam and peek.
Nature admires their work and sings,
A song of love and wisdom swings.
The evening wind cools the desert fire,
All feel grateful – in spite of their desire.
Burden and scars sleep beneath the evening breeze,
All hearts find comfort, all minds feel ease.
mild heavenly breeze
respite from late summer heat
fall waits in the wings
Charm of Nature
So lovely are rainbow hues in the sky,
Nature`s masterpiece as the day goes by
As the clouds above mountains become shy
As light rain from heaven drips by and by;
So smooth are the whispers of the soft breeze
Blowing through the cluster of verdant trees,
So gentle the way spring wind sways the leaves
Amidst the sweet scent of honey from bees;
So enchanting are sparrows` mornings songs
As they hop from branch to branch all along,
As they cross forest trees where they belong
And flutter freely in the air day long;
So gorgeous is sunset on silent seas
That does bestow to the heart so much glee,
Confers to the mind feel of being free
And pervades the spirit with joyful spree;
So delightful is nature`s charm,
So vast is the stretch of its arm
Like a rainbow across the sky,
A stunning vista to the eye.
In the middle of the scorching hot sun
I met a breeze.
It was fair,
tall, and calm.
The breeze smiled,
I don't know for who,
maybe for me,
maybe for the universe.
His frame was cold,
yet for some reason,
he was warm.
His smile was the most endearing thing that had ever existed.
he looked so beautiful, like a pure white cloak, dancing along with the wind.
He left a very strong impression,
He looked like a stoic person.
But the more I see of him,
the more he seemed to be a genuine person.
Dark tiny dots,
I guess the word "beauty mark"
really wasn't just a mark people use to differentiate a person,
but a sign that a person is truly loved,
it's a perfection, a confession,
a mark of eternal love.
Softly the summer breeze
Unburdens me ~
Maybe life will unfold delightfully
Maybe spitfully,
Even tragically (if true love fails)
Remember me!
Balmy weather makes me remember
Riotous behavior,
Even though I was younger,
Eventually outgrown,
Zephyrs of summer remain perfumed
Ever after.
You caught sight of the trees,
Wind put hat in the breeze.
Now you're mad as a cat,
Was your favorite hat!
But, you cursed at my Dad,
I don't care that you're mad.
You keep talkin' like that,
You'll lose more than your hat!
1403 Poetry Contest //Sponsored by: Brian Strand
( 8th Place )
Written: August 09, 2025
Dawn’s breath lifts pink blooms,
petals cruise to tranquil seas—
hope hums in the breeze.
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