Whispering Wind

Whispering Wind

A Poem by Panda

I like the way it all ends with a "e" sound lol.


The midnight wind whispers faintly to me,

As I lay lucidly beneath the trees.

The melodic voices upon the breeze,

Shroud me with their chanting tease.

Sweet murmurs lash my ears as I listen intently.

And as I gaze up at the glistening sky,

The stars cry out silently.

They speak to me tenderly,

Of secrets from natures belly.


© 2009 Panda

Author's Note

What do you think about the flow and the constant "e" sound? Is it annoying, or does it flow nicely?

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Added on September 14, 2009
Last Updated on November 10, 2009



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