East Wind Poems - Poems about East Wind

...I was a bed and mattress tester, a dream job like that of a yellow moon. I tested the comfort of beds, pillows, etc., for night is ever coming soon. I studied sleep patterns too, like viv......Read the rest...

... A Petal Amongst The Thorns Lament, laconic whispers felled, where holm oak trees of centuries sprawled, Where Love’s evading memory stares of old, of Time’......Read the rest...

...Night chills the aging bones- blowing on the east wind flurries fine and dry settle on new graves.......Read the rest...

...Anaemia Who cares for her once glorious dreams Utopia is the new reality Dopamine-starved citizens gaze forlornly As blood feverishly flows out From her gaping wounds Siamese twins of hunge......Read the rest...

..."Dead leaves lay still until the wind takes them~here and there: even the last flower is withered: yet there is a beauty in decay. " Quote by _Co......Read the rest...

...First time they met, his heart was broken For, her heart was already taken But she looked at him with real regret His sweet smile, she couldn't forget He looked at her like his bliss of rap......Read the rest...

...The Sandpipers Call Sandpipers Call amongst the garbage along the shore, Tumbleweeds dance from dusk till dawn Tumbleweeds roll as time goes by, And time should stand still for love? B......Read the rest...

...brisk east wind white flurries blown.... pear trees end stage blooms remember a kite rises against the wind not with it..a good day to fly a kite???......Read the rest...

...Down in the crypt where the caskets lie And dust stirs up when trucks go by Giggling sounds, not moans and groans From the tomb of Skelton Bones When the trucks go by no more No light peeks be......Read the rest...

...Dot to dot they join, Line to line the word forms, A word many have craved, A word that made its abode with some, A word that scarcely stayed with some, This word was given to some and it made ......Read the rest...

...Steps on mud, a stalking thread, Red strings wind through dying groves Where life needs time, to find footing, Red strings halt hands in greed which hold The axe of ignorance, the axe which bleed......Read the rest...

...Clouds in the sky reveal their intention Their color is always a dead giveaway, There is no known effective intervention. You know what’s coming if they are gray, Gathered in a group ......Read the rest...

...East wind whips trees storm coming......Read the rest...

...I am not a poet Nor an author But I look at the sky I forecast the weather Dark days are ahead, friends It is going to rain Look at the cloudy sky It tells of weeks of coming pain No, yea......Read the rest...

...Clouds loom drifting, passing by, The west wind gently tempts them on Though no one knows what cause them cry And no one hears their pleading voice As all their acid tears well dry. Snowy wh......Read the rest...