Westerlies Poems - Poems about Westerlies

...I am madly alive today. arrayed in the bright coat of the hopeful I saunter and parade my stride. This dawning morn I wandered out wending myself upon a hunched and pensive way - then it was ......Read the rest...

...From the ice bound Southern Pole comes the north bound southerlies, pushing wave after wave white horses, attacking rock and sand, where billowing black clouds blanket one of the angry seas that i......Read the rest...

...It's warm, it's calm - there is a feeling of change long before the evening shadows lengthen. Even before the clouds have gathered, the westerlies; they quietly rise then strengthen. The stag t......Read the rest...

...No Adjectives No adjectives graced skies of dawn No crimson, mauve or bronze Only blankets of fog akin to gloom Blocking sunlight, singing runes. Winds on gusts rose up in westerlies Brea......Read the rest...

...O April how I’ve longed for your return to breathe new life into this gnarled body.. for these roots to be unfettered from the grasping earthen frost - the past season of fanged nor’easters ......Read the rest...

...*Image of Indiana History by Giphy. Autumn Awakes Rustling ochre, crimson leaves all daylong, A coolness settles, shorter days advanced, Easterlies, westerlies, tradew......Read the rest...

...Oh Zephyrus, sweet Zephyrus, westerlies' bouquet nectarous lilac layered flirtations sail wings whimsical whiff my skin pale butterfly kisses generous.. music you breathe melodious chorus of ......Read the rest...

...Lo here they come the Westerly's On their lips a westward song, Alighting from Horse Latitudes It's a land where they belong. They bring along the scent of seas And that forlorn desert bloom,......Read the rest...

...Racing boastful devil breaths played tag in a sprint stretching through trees than swift and quick slapping dropped down low to touch and brush the wintering earth. A coiled zephyr snaking ......Read the rest...

...Land Is A Loom I sailed the fiord like inlets between Powell River and Drury Inlet. The land itself spoke from mountains, torents, islet From bird song and bear splashing fishers From rutting mo......Read the rest...

...If only and only if i was the moon I would be the fullest moon Brightening up your darkest nights If only and only if i was the wind I would blow love your way non stop Westerlies to the easterl......Read the rest...

...the hot and dry westerlies with backing of the fiery sun get confronted by the moist easterlies backed up by force of nimbus clouds naturally, a storm is bound to occur as two opposing forces ......Read the rest...

...When you're whistling past the grave yard on some sunny afternoon and you don't know where you're going but you're hoping you'll get there soon I hope that you'll remember all the pirate ships w......Read the rest...