voice

 

voice

voice
stands
like a statue… set in stone

pushes
like a crusher
molding steel

whispers
like a summer breeze
weaving tendrils

sings
like a love bird’s
nesting wings

whispers
like a mother’s
sweet lullaby

voice
leads you home
and out again

Wind

my photo of my hill between the Berkshires and the Catskills on the Hudson River

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wind whistles, whispers,

whinnies, on the hill: kisses

seeds to make them spring!

Pattern #5 Wind

Whispers moans and groans
Upends bones stones zones-intones
Unknown morricones.

– ennio morricone, grand officer omri , ˈɛnnjo morriˈkoːne (born november 10, 1928) is an italian composer , orchestrator and conductor , d d

Tongue Twister # 21 Freedom

While
wild flowers wilt
two tilts
wide eyes up
to wild elf
whispering
wild wisps
of wonder
to ponder
wisely
while
wall squeezing
on Wednesday.

With My Breath

I puff up cheeks
puff like a fish;
croak like a frog;
ribbit like cricket.

Whistle like wind,
growl like a lion
sigh like balloon
losing its air;

Shout like a giant,
whisper through whiskers
murmur like hound
seeking its find;

Breathe in sweet oxygen,
cleanse all the toxins,
breathe in and out
’til I thrive like the air!

Jeanne Poland