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WIND

The air is absolutely still
on this cool late autumn day
and such a cloudless crystal blue
one sneeze could blow it all away

It's Thanksgiving and the limbs are bare
each tree a sketch of varied gray
save scattered green cedars and pines
where the finches flit and play

Far shore's reflected on the pond
standing the whole world on its head
where the red hawks soar inverted
and rising sun turns the ground red

Calm air makes all sounds so loud
even beatles rustling in the duff
are detected by any with ears
if one listens close enough

And all the fields of grain and sedge
standing motionless and straight
seem tense with anticipation
like runners at the starting gate

All outdoors is waiting for
the quiet and stillness to end
and the end will surely come
with arrival of the wind

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Structured: Eastern
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Always good to receive your input and I'll keep it in mind when I edit this (I almost always edit but sometimes it takes a while lol) But I'm glad you enjoyed this and appreciate the visit.............stan

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great imagery loved x

Thank you, for taking time to give a view......................stan

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Up to your usual tricks with rhyme, i think I shall give five penneth in here:-
Lovely piece I must try and get use to this end word rhyme of two lines.
You enjoy your day out there and I hope you don't get the wind lol,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

Seems I heard there's a name for this type rhyme but I forgot what it is lol. Actually harder to write than you'd think.........stan

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I have no suggestions this is a really tight poem I love the rhythm and pace its really very good

kudos

I tried to pick favourite lines but I liked them all lol :)

sincerely JC

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.” — W.B. Yeats

Suggestions or none, it's always nice to have you visit..................stan

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