With The Wind

With the wind softly rolling,
a silver ship on the shore.
Lines of people waiting,
hoping for something more.

Dreams of sailors sleeping.
Pillows under their heads.
A bottle clear as grass,
footsteps to what they said.

Lowly animals worship in
their temples all of gold.
Silky soldiers are weeping
for their lovers growing old.

With the wind swiftly blowing.
A gentle breeze in the sky.
A woman cries by the roadside,
footsteps to where they died

Reviews

[Mary C]

super poem!

[Walk away slow poet]

Such a beuatiful write. Love the feelings

[EdwardBlue]

Transportive ! The past ,the present, the future !

This timeless scene has happen ,and each time seemed new.

[Lily Mae]

This is mesmerizing... I feel as though I walked inside their feelings and thoughts.,. Just wonderful ..xx

Very beautiful poem, your strong lines woven into a deeply piece of writing~

[Hoosier Belle]

Such a most beuatiful write

[Cassie Fraga]

very touching... love the free verse and rhyme!!
keep the ink flowin honey your work is beautiful!! = )

[Dragonflyz]

Beautiful and moving piece. Love it...very well done.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

A beautiful piece. The rhyming and rhythm are excellent.

[Coyote Poetry]

I was lucky. The Army station me at Fort Ord, Ca. for three years. The ocean bring many to find comfort in the beauty of the sea. Your description took me to a good place and memories. A excellent poem the second time around..
Coyote