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Blowing Wind



Blowing Wind

A wind blows
through my heart
as it did once before

It has taken away my love
with treasures
Unexplored

In a field of green
our passions flowed
deep within the heather

We pledged our love
within the meadow
with promises
of together

THE galeS blow on my soul
Unrelenting
And forever daunting
elicit to the sun

Filled with lust
and ripen offerings
before we were done

Forbidden
of her skin
AND the dropping rain

Angst is IN my heart
forever floundering
in a new world of pain

For the SUN'S light
no longer shines
on our love
where it pools within my eyes

It becomes the DARKNESS IN my life
as the squall rages by SILENTLY
in the dimness of my cries

THAT DARKNESS has taken away
all desires of her passion
which I did adore

As a wind blows
through my heart
as it did once before




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Submitted on July 05, 2016

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Scheme aBC dxx xxe dxxe xffg xxg gxh bfh xxdi xxi xgc aBC
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 771
Words 151
Stanzas 12
Stanza Lengths 3, 3, 3, 4, 4, 3, 3, 3, 4, 3, 3, 3

Norman Wilson

IntroductionForgotten are the times the tick of a clock once chimed sobering sounds that caressed my hearts nightly dreams. As I awaken to the touch of light that burns upon a candles wick flickering my words for all to see. This drives my thoughts through the darkest of nights of loneliness that renders my quill upon parchment with ink that dances to minds and souls.Now I hear the screeching of my heart when the blue horizon covers the orb of emptiness.Within the shelter of my mind with little, purpose other than my words that keep me sane. These are my new poems I have written in the quiet of my night, forever wished away in a writer’s pain. As I strive to write that perfect poem that, my soul desperately seeks. Then and only then can my words rest upon a sleep. more…

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