Posted by: Ron DuBour | September 29, 2018

Daily missive breaks into the weekend for Saturday the 29th of September.~by Peter Forster


 

 

Daily missive breaks into the weekend for Saturday the 29th of September.

There is laughter in
A chime, the tinkle
Of a lover’s wish
Whispered into the night
Carried softly away
Enveloped in the sweetness
Of a tender melody
Lightly wrapped in a
Taffeta breeze
Although fiercely
Cries the wind
Screaming its intent
A wail of discontent
Sweeping, scurrying
Words whipped flagrantly
On a whim
Scouring tears
From an exposed cheek
Bowing heads
Forcing trees to bend
Bringing the world
To its knees
Biting into the bone
Its keenness
Cutting razor sharp
Until it blows out
Leaving stillness
As an ambiguous
Perspective
Becalmed in serene repose
The sad sail
Hangs in need
Of inspiration
Neither one nor other is within
My gift to offer
It will come as may or not to be
A breeze
A wind by any other name
Is by weight of balance
As sweet an air
As is meant to ruffle
Pretty feathers
Or raise the hackles
On the back of your neck
A secret sign of danger
Whistle it down
Drenched in perspiration
Or bathed in sweat
Death is not a stranger
When you know
Whichever way
The wind blows.


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