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Howling Wind

Howling Wind
The wind howled and the dust blew
it traveled through the air seamless in the blue
from hell's kitchen to the devils den
it came onto the prairies and into the glen

Then it raged through the fields of yellow corn
with a fury of Satan not withholding his scorn
it knocked down some trees and a small shed
then it crashed the house on the Simpson homestead

From side to side and end to end
a still finally fell over the town of Grand Bend
the wind had now gone and left its mark
leaving hydro wires down and life in the dark

We will rise once again from the winds storm
as the lights will restore and we will be warm
nature has a way of balancing the day
for the sun is now beaming and the wind is gone away






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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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