With The Wind Poems - Poems about With The Wind

Silent It Kills In the quiet corners of your heart, pain took root. He, the architect of hurt, wove his cruelty, thread by thread, into your fragile tapestry. And you? You bore it silently, a secret locked away, a whispered plea. No cries for help escaped your lips they remained sealed, like ancient scrolls. You believed in change, in redemption a flicker of hope...

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zephyr softly b r e a t h i n g among green boughs . . . romancing the trees...

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Dawn’s breath lifts pink blooms, petals cruise to tranquil seas— hope hums in the breeze. ...

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weeping willow trees long limbs lashing and slashing in the winds of spring ...

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she hung her sari out on a hilltop clothesline wisps of colours to the sun playful lengths of silk toying with the breeze flowing swaying dancing no fanfare no introduction no applause just the unexpected gift of an exquisite peaceful moment of breathtaking beauty on a sunny april morning ...

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dark clouds are forming a smell of rain in the air calm before the storm ...

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When the wind chimes high when the wind chimes low through the links in his kilt he'll go all the lassies say hello Donald where's your troosers? A slimy heel slippery eel tho' no feared he'd take the fall(s) he lost his breeks on the course where caddies dropped (all) his ball(s) With apologies to Andy Stewart (1933 – 1993) ...

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My love returns to you like the wind blowing Over forgotten fields, bringing whispers and shadows From times that seem never to have ended, It returns like a river seeking its way to the sea. As the soul comes like a bird, carried by unseen wings, I don't know from where it comes, but I feel it rising from the...

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windy breezy day green tree leaves move like pompoms snakes hide in the ground...

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tree branches are ruffling and rustling shimmering, shaking, talking among themselves unraveling their secrets flowing in a natural rhythmic way manipulated by the north wind...

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Within the whispered wind, bumble bees fly their syncopated figure eights. Praying mantises fall to their knees …within the whispered winds. Rich blessings float from heavenly gates and set kissing dragonflies at ease before all worldly sorrow abates. Sunday psalms sung softly in the breeze settle where the flock congregates. Hallowed ambience exudes heartsease …within the whispered wind....

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The whirlwind rolled in rings at the eyewall, Wild gale blew through the open tropical field. I'd forgotten to close the windows tight, And the ensuing rain inundated each inch of my niche. The hurricane hurriedly stripped the veld of its peace. Dry air pacified the expanse of the grassland, The massive flood drained into a sunken cesspool, My thoughts swayed to...

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When nature touches my soul The soft winds sing to my heart Sun’s energy fills my body I again have balance in my life ...

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pale sun in the sky ...

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There he was still as a windless night, As if adorned in the drapes of the stormy sky, His shield covering the faintest shimmer's plight. The candle held on to its whispering glow, On the shores of the unending sea, It held on in the ruthless wind's blow. Why the ritual of protecting a such memory, In the great winds of every...

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