WFSC Creative Writing Facilitators Mike Deregowski and Kelsey Hoople challenge you to participate in national poetry month. 1 poem per day for 30 days with no working ahead. 😉
Overall theme 'The Great Escape'.
----- ----- ----- ----- -----
Day 14 | April 14th | Temptations of the Wind
Members: Log in and comment below with your poem for today!
** Please Note: Membership to the WFSC is $20/year. We would love to have you join our challenge to post below by becoming a member of our community. To pay through Paypal or Credit Card click <HERE> or Contact us to arrange email transfer. Thank you.
#nationalpoetrymonth #poetrychallenge #wfsc #thegreatescape #temptationsofthewind #poetry #writing
14. Temptations of the Wind
Edges of my page ruffle with the wind’s caress
I smile thinking there must be a message
Write softly – keep putting words to page
Don’t worry the image you envisage.
A stronger breeze whips corners a-mess
Perhaps suggesting – what – stronger diction?
Or maybe I am dallying too slow, no friction
Busy contemplating life versus life-like fiction.
I put pen to paper and respond with, "yes!"
Knowing that focus allows us to begin
Words and concepts start to settle, and I grin
Swayed by the temptations of the wind.
(c) Linda J. Pedley 04-19-2020
Temptations of the Wind
I wake to meet another morn
And look upon blue skies new born.
I sigh and wonder, yet again,
Would isolation end? But when?
The day begins, no pomp or show-
Ablutions, coffee, J. Trudeau.
What’s next? Some chores then walk the dog,
Knit, bead, bake or a 5K jog.
Before I choose, I glance outside-
A wind has stirred, I smile then stride
Beyond the walls that keep at bay,
The wayward germs from yesterday.
The wind swoops in to say hello
With scents of grass still damp from snow.
Distant caws caress my ears,
Sparrow trills dispel all fears.
My lungs inhale a faint wood fire
From down the street, a birch-wood pyre.
A…
Poem by Sharon Baggs
The Temptation of The Wind Apr 13th poem A flock of seagulls Just hang' around Above the light poles Then down on the ground For a moment They are so still Then hopp'n around Doing what they will. Look'n for food A scrap here and there A. Hop then a walk Nope not going to share Not one by one Do they fly In the air But like a flock in the sky Why now Why today? Are they flocking together In this way Up,up they fly Coasting on the breeze Calling out to each other Not landing on trees It must be The tempting wind That makes them soar Maybe they are cold Or is it the temptation ? The temptation of the wind !
Temptations of the Wind
-
Who are we but leaves in the wind of the wild
That breezes through the autumn woods
Of a time gone to something beyond summer mild,
Into the darkened winter moods
Of the seasons gone to seed.
Look at my hand, the way it flutters to grasp
Like the fading shadow of times gone, addictions unweened;
Look at me, do not fail, do not give that last gasp
And fall to the temptations
Of the wind, to the softest touch of breeze
That will take you, forsake you, leave you with a lasting hesitation;
A what if this had been different, this time around, what if the lease
Hadn’t been taken by the wind like…
Temptations of the Wind
The wind blows
Rippling the water
The temptations grow
But I must falter
Cannot go out in the boat and sail
Or cut a wave on my board
Made a promise and I shall not fail
A broken promise to my wife, too often I explored
I am torn between
The lure of love
And the wind over the sea
I cast my eyes to the heavens above
I feel myself drawn in
Tempted to cave
Not really a sin
Last time she forgave
Clouds roll over and open up
An unexpected shower
No sign it will let up
No sense in fighting that kind of power
Decision made; it was not mine
Head for dinner