So Still, the Breeze


the wind is shifting now throughout the willows,

it seems calmer and more peaceful than before;

I shake my head in quiet bemusement,

one never knows what the gods have in store.

Sitting on the jade-green grass I follow the stars,

they seem to be telegraphing a stoic silence;

A  chill runs through me as the night descends,

and a secret tale of love seems to commence.

I've always wondered what the galaxy holds,

those mysteries of love and life beyond imagination;

And in the ruminating depths of my amazement,

the swaying branches reach up towards illumination.

So still the breeze--haunting me with ghostly pleasure,

enticing the emotions held tightly in my soul;

No other night has captivated me in such solemnity,

with calming visions reflecting my future goals.

About this poem

Writing about a moment in time when everything is peaceful and serene, despite the mysteries that surround us !

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Written on November 16, 2023

Submitted by fran_c on November 16, 2023

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Scheme X X A B A X X X X X C B C X X X X
Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 809
Words 167
Stanzas 17
Stanza Lengths 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1

Frances McClelland

Born and raised in Trenton NJ, a graduate of the College of NJ, majoring in English and Spanish. One of 7 siblings, married in 1983, spent 10 years as a Social Worker for Mercer County. I love to write, and enjoy reading others' works ! more…

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