Wind Song

(river musings)

i am breeze
a song of wind whispers
the bringer of echoes
of old church bells
carried downstream

i am movement
of graceful willows seen
on the far bank
green tresses swaying
surface water dipping

I am flurry
a floating flotilla of leaves
blown from autumn trees
golden in their glory
small sail boats every one

I am scatters
of diamond dust gleaming
created by the gift of sun
a dance of sporadic sparkles
spangling river ripples

i am a distraction
I am a distraction
I am a distraction
from a warring world
of broken hearts

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The secrets that the wind can know dear Chris.
"I am scatters
of diamond dust gleaming
created by the gift of sun
a dance of sporadic sparkles
spangling river ripples"
I adored the above lines. Good morning from Michigan and thank you for the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you for your warm encouragement Coyote. I appreciate you and your visit. Have a good day.
read moreThank you for your warm encouragement Coyote. I appreciate you and your visit. Have a good day.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Chris.

[Kaylor Mason]

The imagery I got from this was a calm river meandering through a small rural village with its own classical church, complete with bell towers. The was the bell towers echo on Sunday Morning, carrying across the water. This is a beautiful poem. It reminds me of a peaceful village. Almost makes me think that the music of the bells are what carry the secrets seen only by the river on quiet nights. Gorgeous.

[Chris Shaw]

Your imagery is spot on. The river Thames in the village of Sonning in Berkshire, on a Sunday morning. I love your review Kaylor. Thank you so much. Have a good weekend.

Chris

[Arundass TP]

I love that stress given "I am distraction" Good work ☺️

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you my friend. I appreciate you. All the best.

Chris

[Matthew Kult]

Wind blows through my hair while I read your work. Masterfully written.

Great read

With love,

Matthew

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Matthew for your kind and positive review.

Peace and love

Chris

[Zoe Richardson]

As I read this, several things popped into my mind. I live in an area long renowned for mining. As a child, when we would drive by the local river port, there were shining heaps of bauxite glittering int he sun like diamonds amidst the piles of coal, iron ore, and other nuggets destined for the steel mills of Birmingham. I was also reminded of Robert Louis Stevenson's poem, "On Go The Boats," which is one of my favorites. We need these visual distractions of loveliness and memory. Especially after we turn on the daily news. I am glad I found mine here among your words!

[Chris Shaw]

What a treasure of a review. Thank you so much and I agree entirely. We need distractions of visual beauty to help with the horrors of the reality of living in current times. I appreciate you Zoe.

Chris

[D. Mansfield]

Beautiful writing, I am sitting right there with you watching. I am a lover of weeping willows too, I see them often in your writing and enjoy them very much.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you DM. I appreciate your thoughtful review and your kind visit. All the best to you. You are appreciated.

Chris

[andrew mitchell]

Another fine write Chris. Like the wind, Good Samaritans bring relief to those unfortunate giving an helping hand and maybe that’s the distraction from their normal daily sad lives.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Andrew for sharing your thoughts. Pleased you enjoyed the read. All the best.

read moreThank you Andrew for sharing your thoughts. Pleased you enjoyed the read. All the best.

Chris

[Andrew John]

Wind whispers that carry the heard image of church bells is a very good atmosphere. Broken hearts are a pity, yet we can feel a lovely gift from that sun and sparkles. Nice poem, Chris. Thank you.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Andrew. Pleased you stopped by to share your thoughts. Thank you so much for your appreciation of this poem. All best wishes.

Chris

[peter Charlesworth]

You write visions from the whispers of the warm summer breeze to you small sail boats.
I picture them on Bassenthwaite Lake; with the bulk of Skiddaw behind

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Peter, thank you for your visit and for sharing your thoughts on this poem. Pleased you stopped by.

Chris

[Red Brick Keshner]

Yes, I can see that Chris! So many things stand out and come into focus that in non-warring days almost disappear into the horizon. Enjoyed that the senses are all incorporated here.
Freds.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Freds. Your review is welcome and appreciated. All good wishes.

Chris

[Richard🖌]

Gosh, Chris 🍁

The visually moving timbre of your words increasingly brushed gently across deepening emotions, to poignantly brim my heart.
For me, your title alone is a poem, as it conjures so many facets in metaphor and imagery it's near impossible to not visualize and pass it by; then, knowing your skill set, I had to look-in, and am not disappointed for doing so.

You've so poetically, beautifully rendered the aching penetration of today's deeply gripping sadness, conversely urging and allowing soul-touching tenderness to fill and remind us what and why we fight and defend for ⁓ PEACE & JOY!
I pray these senseless wars will end today. 🙏

The wondrous imagery of your creative and ultra-expressive metaphor sings through the air to us like a symphony of heavenly song.

You're a most wonderful word artist, M'Dear … thank you ever-so gratefully for sharing your preciously gracious heart, mind, and soul.
Happy Autumn, Chris ⁓ Richard 🍂

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Richard, thank you for leaving such a warm and thoughtful review. I appreciate you. Have a lovely Tuesday.

Chris

[Richard🖌]

You're more than welcome, Chris,
The very same to You....