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.
Windchimes
Without the wind
Are hanging around
And not fulfilling their creator’s
Purpose
Cinquain
My daughter bought me this beautiful wind chime today as a Mother’s Day gift. I love the look of it as it hangs on my patio, yet it’s real beauty is revealed in the wind as it moves and creates the tinkling sounds it was created to do.
So we, believers, will fulfill the purpose God created us for as we move in the wind of the Holy Spirit.
“The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the sound of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.”
John 3:8
I glorified You on the earth, having accomplished the work which You have given Me to do. John 17:4
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
Written
By wind and rain
Nature leaves messages
For those who take the time
To notice
Cinquain
Nature’s
Fall games
Yellow
Races red
Wind quits
No winners
Syllabic Verse
It was a fairly windy warm Fall day today and I enjoyed being outside just watching the wind blowing the leaves around. I missed out on getting a video of a group of leaves dancing as I didn’t have my camera ready in time but it was awesome to see them swirl and twirl together in sort of a whirlwind burst of air.
But I did capture another video of them looking like they were racing each other as a big gust of wind blew them along. Fun day! 😊
It’s enough!
Enough! I shout out,
Screaming into the wind
I feel like a leaf letting go.
Set free!
Cinquain
Chill
Nippy
Unwelcoming
Wind turns up collars
At the local bus stop
Conversation turns to weather
“Winter is trying to sneak in early”
Clarity Pyramid
Wind whispers
With a chilly voice.
Daylight turns off her light
Earlier, as each evening fades
Away.
Calendar creeps forward to the
Predetermined time
Autumn’s debut
Will come.
Butterfly Cinquain
(Trying to enjoy each summer day while it lasts!)
Poppy
Draped in crepe
Orange hued petals
Alive with fragility
Wind dances
Cinquain
Carried by the wind
A seed blown with wishful breath
Gold crown manifests
Haiku
#NaPoWriMo—Day 17–Prompt:
Today, I’d like you to challenge you to write a poem that similarly presents a scene from an unusual point of view
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 