Friday, February 8, 2013

poem: when the wind blows

howling across the lands
wailing in between the trees
whispering on hushed leaves

they dance
petals sway

im calm and carry tunes
in rage you hear my cries
tears of anguish and frustration

whipped at your face
slashing at your sides

you are defenseless against me
i am always around
and you
cannot hide forever
from these soft or woeful


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