Wind

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Wind

That it shudders through
and presages an untimely end,

that it transforms the night’s
body and leaves us

breathless and wanting,
petals strewn about,

messenger and message in one,
corporeal hosts entwined,

that it moves, that it blends,
that it withdraws and returns without

remorse, without forethought, that it
increases, expands, subtracts,

renders, imposes and releases
in one quick breath, saying

I cannot feel but I touch,
I cannot feel

* * *

“Wind” first appeared in Blue Hour Magazine and is included in my first chapbook, If Your Matter Could Reform.

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      • To have the insight into writing a poem comes from a personal perspective that not all men and women will every feel as deeply. You must be a sensitive person who has been given a beautiful gift. Different styles of everything especially the connection of the vocabulary that makes a rhythm and rhymes with smooth sounding like a wave that silently connects to the wave before it joining into the silent sea. A calming influence that the storm of its words and reactions to the readers vision simply become one the turmoil and the softness of the meaning is met in full. The struggles and the joys and sorrows join in a meaning different from each reader

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