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Gone With The Wind

Gone With The Wind


Gone with the wind so many years ago
Your song plays triumphant 
My heart still aglow

I've never forgotten
All the stories you told
All your hopes and dreams
In a loving novel bestowed 

Goodbye my loving fortress
With all your colors aglow
Soon I shall find you
A glorious moment to be told

Waiting for the day picking flowers along the way remembering reminiscing at all the love you gave away

Sweet Night With the Wind

At dropping of night comes the wind,
bringing sweet dreams filled with magic,
until I awake with the morning.

The bright light of morning
displaces the wind;
all dreams disappear, and the magic.

Why does loss of that magic
give such grief in the morning?
Oh, return sweet night with the wind.

How sweet is that wind at night with the magic; 
     Sisters, please unweave the morning.

Gone With the Wind Heroine Works the Streets

harlot
scarlett

Am In Love With the Wind

In the realm of dreams and gaiety
A rose blooms in my heart, glamour strikes with vivacity 
My stretched hand reaches to fondly pet the palm 
But like wind, the goddess ghostly evanesces with a calm 
Dotingly I endeavor to serenade the enchantress. 
 
Off the warbling lute the soft ditties sing 
From the changing tune, the pitch to the ears sting 
Yet with a sparkling giggle your spook infatuate 
With fortitude, realms I’ll cross to graduate 
The school of endurance you command with shrewdness 
 
With agility I fly, but you’re too fast to reach 
Roaring water crushes at the beach 
Sand so calm I hanker to hold 
The setting shining sun glares, with a frail I behold 
Because am in love with the wind 
 
Slacken my love! Off my feet you sweep with desire 
My heart you take; sturdily I admire 
Like a magnet, your enigma besots with charm 
And the goal to get I’ll praise with a psalm 
For I loathe to crush on the wind 
 
The world will mock, but the love will shush the chatter
A future so bright they’ll hail the latter 
And applaud our allure’s perpetuity 
With fantasy our posterity shall sing of a deity 
For all is possible, even love with the wind!

Gone With the Wind

"gone with the wind"

gone with the wind 
are loving hands
that touched my heart

washed by high tides
are shining eyes
that sparkled bright

silent of sound
are your whispers
embraced with song

now suddenly 
gone with the wind
your love has left

SkyWatcher
08-17-23

Conversation With the Wind

Eyes closed
Birds be chirping
Evening warm
And sky be gray
We hear construction
I met the wind
And after a busy day
Asking questions
Making conversations
With the warm breeze
And say goodbye
After evening ends

Book - Gone With the Wind By Margaret Mitchell

True love does not come in chariot ~ it walks until it finds its way.

Waltzing With the Wind

Waltzing with the Wind

        See
        the breeze
     sway
        the leaves
   to-and-fro.
         Watch them
    dance
             around
   with the wind
  waltzing in time
      do-si-do
  as they
            move
  and swing
       with the beat.
    Only stop
    when
    the wind
    goes.

  7/3/2023
  Waltz wave poetry contest
  Emile Pinet (sponsor)

Feelings About Gone With the Wind

Weird we could not find one American to play Scarlett O’Hara.
I was irritated until I saw Vivien Leigh’s eyes,
reminding me of Elizabeth Taylor.
How many are half as beautiful? Rhett Brother is not so very handsome,
But his devilish manner and his suave manners make up for that.

Gone With the Wind

during our yesteryears
we made no appointment 
to catch up our close friends
their doors were always open
friendly warm smiles greeted us
whenever we walked into their home

not quite so today
when plans are made
mostly at outside locales
the conversations guarded
idle banter, wit but less warmth 
leaving heart feeling hollow inside

now there’s no such thing
as a 3am trusty friend
life as we knew it
has collapsed

16-January-2023

Gone With the Wind

The family here and reminiscing.
Hats, horns, ready for midnight kissing.
But no, not this year, not meant to be.
As sudden high winds  tore through our trees.

The windows shook, a frightening storm!, 
So, this year, no chance for hats and horns. 
At nine o’clock, we lost all electrical power!
As the rain was vicious, more than a shower.

With deep regret, I sent my family home.
Then in the dark for a lantern I did roam!
The room lit up as I frantically desired,
But alas lost the central heating fire.

The temperature in the room began to drop,
This storm, indeed,a true powerpop.
I found an ancient, portable radio.
Found a tepid Las Vegas radio show.

My cat leaped up on my warm tummy.
Upon a plaid blanket comfy and fluffy.
My Guardian angel protected my family
from harm.
As a tree fell on the darkened road in the 
winds and rainstorm. 

So, dearest poets, I decided to call it a night.
Hopefully, next year’s New Years won’t be lonely, 
but brimming with love and light.

1/1/2023

Autobiographical poem. PR

Wandering With the Wind Poetrix

Silence calmed me
  while my poetic soul
  wandered free with the wind.

Run With the Wind

When you’re young
  you run with the wind
    laugh in the face of time

Of a sudden you’re old
  you hobble, chagrined
    every step a tortuous climb

Though if young knew of old
  as old knows of young
   no melody’d ever be sung

Dancing With the Wind

Across great plains and in rich soiled valleys
on tall and slender stalks, they dance.
They sway to the tunes as Mariah plays,
Her flute whistling notes in wind songs.
They bend and dip in choreographed allegro.
Amber cobra's hypnotized by gentle breezes.

Mighty Sun, Ra, smiles down upon them.
They praise him for his fatherly warmth,
helping them develop to maturity.
Deeply rooted children, fed by the soil
Elements blend to nourish the golden crops,
nursed at the breasts of the Goddess, Rain.

Harvest reaped and grains thrashed
sacrificed as staples for mankind's need.
Now the plains and valleys lay bare,
replenishing their cupboards
to feed the next seedlings
implanted and given in to their care.

Gone With the Wind

I had reasons not this, 
had a vision sadly it died
No night vigil straight to the grave & no one cried 
Voice of reason decided to hide

Glued to the wind  my sunshine 
Could not care less 
As it built a shrine 
Blowing away with my sense of self 
And from afar the unspoken word danced chanting refusing to be kind 

Painting pictures not appealing to the eye
Demanding peace should die 
Gifting  walls guarding my thoughts with the ability to fly

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