Colors of the Wind

by Misstress   Sep 23, 2006


I
Am
The Wind
Let me but pass
in colors of the flowers,
fresh and innocent. That in
passing scent still beside. Look
through my words, you'll see everything
is obscured, unless you let one listen to me
and how one beholds my essence, with nothing
there, Then I exist.I am the Wind. Ask not why I
cannot be seen. For I intend to, for you to learn to feel.

-Concrete Poetry-
I Triangle

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  • 17 years ago

    by Emily

    Cool way of tpying it..

  • 17 years ago

    by cowgirlstar26

    Thats really cool, loved it!
    thanks for taking time to comment and read my poem

  • 17 years ago

    by Love Panda

    Nakapagtataka iyon

    october xx

  • 17 years ago

    by Letty

    You are truly an amazing poet! I loved
    reading this poem. I love your style.
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    I know, because I tried it a few times
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    Love
    Letty

    P.S. Thank you for the wonderful compliment. It is readers like you that
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  • 17 years ago

    by Goran Rahim

    A very well written poem by a great poet, keep up the great work.5/5 from me

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