With The Wind

With The Wind

A Poem by Me

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

© 2011 Me


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super poem!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Such a beuatiful write. Love the feelings

Posted 12 Years Ago


Transportive ! The past ,the present, the future !

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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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


Posted 12 Years Ago


Such a most beuatiful write

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago


A beautiful piece. The rhyming and rhythm are excellent.

Posted 12 Years Ago


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

Posted 12 Years Ago



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