Poetry, Uncategorized

HAPPY DAFFODIL

daffodils

Hello, pretty daffodil,

Cheerful on my window sill,

Regardless of the sleet and rain

Whipping past the window pane.

Oh, bright & yellow, happy you,

I wish I could be like that too.

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Poetry, Uncategorized

WINDY NIGHT

stormy tree

 

Woken by a scream

As of you I dreamed

You yelled for me, it seemed,

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

Blowy autumn attitudes

Skipped across the latitudes

Whispering blustery platitudes,

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

Against the weeping pane

The splattering of rain

Beat staccatos of your name,

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

Salty spray sang out to me,

Lusty storms across the sea

Crashed the surf-scuffed scree

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

Naked branches swayed

Their tempestuous ballet

Words were whipped away

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

I thought I heard you call

From your distant shore

Through the midnight squall,

(Did I hear your voice or was it just the wind?).

 

Clambering from my sleepy daze,

An after-dreaming haze

The shutter bangs and sways:

 

(I didn’t hear your voice.  It was just the wind).

 

© Alex Barton

 

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