Blowing In The Wind

by Shelley Williams   May 11, 2015

The whispers spread
through the breeze.
It touches the flowers
and sways the trees.

The wind increases
among the herds,
The flocks of sheep
and the flying birds.

The wrath of nature
darkens the sky.
The winds blow harder
and the debris fly.

A twister moves
and its path is wide.
People run fast
and in cellars hide.

Blowing in the wind
with cloth and wood.
Mystery whirls the sky
and is hidden good.

Destroying winds
of feelings stirred.
The wind once gentle
is strong and heard.


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  • 3 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Judging Comments

    Shelley captivate's and radiates true and pure nature within this lovely and elegantly written rhyme scheme.

    The flow and rhythm is natural and priceless. The true beauty of nature has been presented by Shelley this week!

  • 3 years ago

    by GB

    Weekly contest May 18th
    Judging comment:

    Excellent word choice and structure, rhyming as smooth as the glass. Somehow the short stanza and non-complicated Imagery fit this category of poems very much. The author knew how to use the title very well coming up with more than beautiful poem.

  • 3 years ago

    by Acoustic Odyssey

    So much beauty, in the simplicity of your wording, and the rhyme just added to it. I couldn't help but find myself wrapped up in the flow of this piece, like I was in a twister myself. Great work and congrats on the win!

  • 3 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Well deserved win, congratulations shelley!

  • 3 years ago

    by Naughtymouse

    I have to admit that I came across your poem after seeing Maple Tree's comment....and she said it perfectly, this IS beautiful, your rhymes flow like glass and don't feel forced at all......a completly natural nature piece :)

    5/5 all day long, Nominated.