Monday, April 18, 2011


Winds whisper her name
Through budding treetops
In full moons light
I blow the glow off candle lit
Swirling smoke
Spirals into illuminated night

1 comment:

Ann Grenier said...

Lovely - I always like the alliteration of the letter S and here they carry the wind right through the poem.

I'm Just a Man (Recording Experiment ... I can't sing)

I am in the mood to change my tree to a cubic version.