Floating in the wind
Wish carriers
Carrying someone’s dream
Syllable Lune
Sitting outside, lately I have noticed many white puff balls floating by, some even landing on me or close enough to catch.
They always remind me of my childhood times of picking dandelion puffs and blowing wishes in the wind.
The wind around me rages
March is practicing
For her arrival
Tree branches swaying
Weaker ones hurl
As if in protest
To being awakened
From a winter’s sleep
Syllabic Verse
Tree holding strongly
Roots digging deeply
Un-battered,Un-broken
Leaves swaying
Branches dancing wildly
Whipping winds lashing
Tree standing firm
Rooted deep
Unshaken
Deep rooted
Firm standing tree
Lashing winds whipping
Wildly dancing branches
Swaying leaves
Un-broken, Un-battered
Deeply digging roots
Strongly holding tree
Palindrome
Since today is a “Palindrome Day”—9/19/19–19/19/9, I decided to write a Palindrome Poem.
Basking in the warmth of her sunshine
I walked awhile with March
Dreaming of hot summer days
Until she led me through a glen
Where winds blew cold
Thru shaded trees
Where Winter
Hid Spring’s
Smile
Nonet
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. —Charles Dickens
Day by day the same
Routine is like clockwork
Until suddenly came
A fresh wind blowing blessings
Ordinary was no more
Tanka
Winds of change
Blowing around us
Rearranging
Uprooting
Replacing old things with new
Wafting, swirling, winds
Shadorma
Sunshine ends the day!
February’s grand finale!
March winds blowing in,
Bringing the promise of Spring,
To the weary winter worn earth.
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 02-28-14
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