IN A WINDED WAKE

A poem that the wind whispered to me as I walked...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In a

winded
wake

did I

thus
walk
listening

to its

autumn

whispers.
And how

I saw
the breeze
carry leaves
chips of this
scraps of that
fragments
of feelings
lifted on
invisible wings.
Then

I knew
and oh

how I

whispered
your name
on the winds
letting it
carry

my words

over worlds.
In the chill

of morning
or the

season’s

scent

of evening
listen
oh listen
and you’ll hear
my voice
calling.
Feel my
warm breath
brushing over

your cheek
as the wind
carries me

over valleys

mountains

deserts

oceans

to you.

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

I always see the blush of the cheek, marroon in color as the voice of the wind romance a friend ushered along by it..

[The Analog Kid]

Nice. This is something I can imagine writing myself. Love it:)

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Gee, and I didn't know you cared so much! (laughing) You are so romantic with these writes...it must be a very special lady who inspires such sweet attention and dedication...CUZ I know it ain't for lil ol me! But they certainly are a pleasure to read nonetheless! ;o)

[Susanna F]

Beautiful and delicate, but powerfully emotional! Love it! "Fragments of feelings lifted on invisible wings," and "letting it carry my words over worlds," I don't think I'll ever forget those lines.

[Denise]

lovely and fun

[Diane]

You have an extraordinary way to convey romance. It brushes the cheeks of your readers.

[nicolettox]

my favourite lines
"Feel my
warm breath
brushing over
your cheek
as the wind
carries me
over valleys
mountains
deserts
oceans
to you."

beautifully written! thanks a lot for sharing! =)

[emmajoy]

How very beautiful .. seems you've created a long, wispery thread of sweet love and let it drift and drift to a place where someone special waits and waits. Another gem, my friend.

[Fazen]

loved for sure. moving and inspiring. thanks.

[Time's The Bond]

Love it.