The wind blows today.
It will go away
In time leaving me refreshed,
Yet my soul can not for long rest.
Children lark about
And shout.
I doubt
My brain
Which runs like an express train
Will
For long be still.
Listening to the leaves
I perceive
A need to write.
There is delight, in the wind chimes which on occasion sound,
Speaking of things more profound
Than I who am tied to this shifting ground.
The wind has dropped now
And I wonder how
My poem will be understood
By those who would
Try
To find meaning in words that erratically fly,
From one who sits listening to a barking dog, who cares not
A jot
For what
I have to say
On this sunny, wind swept day.
K Morris - Poet 
Well done keep the train in motion. G-uno
Thank you. Kevin
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There’s such a beautiful rhythm to your words!
Thank you for your very kind comment, which is much appreciated.
You are welcome.
Love the rhythm /flow of this poem, Kevin.
Thank you Stephen. I’m delighted you like it.
Always, Kevin.
just allowing the wind to inspire words, this felt so warm and totally in the moment
Thank you Gina. I’m delighted you like this poem.
Ther’s a nice feel to this, Kevin – Larkin lite in a way.
Thanks, Eric. I’m pleased you like it. Best, Kevin
I love this real time expression of writing poetry 🖤
Thank you, I’m so poleased you like it.
Sorry, I meant “pleased”
So lyrical, your words flow so well.
Thank you Linda. I am really pleased you like my poem and thank you for your kind words.
I love how you build the piece with contrasts in each stanza. Beautiful!
Thank you Tanya. I am so pleased you find this poem beautiful, and thanks for your kind words.
Very effective, Kevin, in showing just how important sound is to you.
Thank you. I guess that being visually impaired (as I am) sound does mean a great deal to me, whether it be the gusting of the wind or the singing of the birds.
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