Notus so wet & wild
Eurus a dryer warm child
Zephryus a sudden gale
Boreas brutal outside the icy pale
Categories:
eurus, weather, wind,
Form: Quatrain
Sing, sing a song of freedom,
fly, fly messenger of the world.
Glide through Aeolus carrying the word.
Let nothing hinder your flight of peace.
Be not afraid of God's message.
Just glide, messenger, glide.
Sing, beauty of song, sing.
Sing it loud, peace. Sing it clear, peace.
Sing the song for all to hear.
Let it ride on Boreas, glide on Zephyr,
whisk through Favonius and Eurus.
Sing, that glorious message of our Lord.
Sing that precious song.
Categories:
eurus, bird, freedom, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
Not until when
(as blue lilacs loom)
Eurus allays
his wretched perfume
will stars overcome
nocturnal hysteria
fading to midnight
the blue-moon wisteria.
4/26/17
*4 Lines split into 8
Categories:
eurus, humanity,
Form: Couplet
We got some visits from two gods of wind -
fall’s Notus and the winter’s Boreus -
One hot, the other cold; here’s what happened
when they arrived; it was not glorious!
The south wind, Notus, a destructive one,
consumed our crops and left us a small drought.
Old Boreas then, not to be outdone,
devoured our livestock whole and froze us out!
Unlucky Eurus did not come at all.
We really could have used his warmth and rain.
but we were glad when Zephyr came to call.
He brought the spring and lovely days again.
How sweetly Zephyr breezed in from the west.
We welcomed him as our most precious guest.
Source of research: Wikipedia/ Written Dec. 16, 2014
for the Gods of Winds Poetry contest of Shadow Hamilton
Categories:
eurus, wind,
Form: Sonnet