Wind Dancer

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wind dancer

A tree limb twists,
turns and reaches out
like a hand
wanting nothing
more than
Sunshine,
is constantly
pushed to the side

racing for their lives
leaves
thunder in a marathon
to its end
some are captured
tangling with shrubs
wrestling
to get free

colorful clouds
drift by in flocks
like giant birds of paradise
pinkish-red
with fixed wings
sail by
disolving like Ghosts
as more appear

white swirls
over the pond
little laps of water
brushed like a song
ripples
in tempo

The Bark ...
of Tall timbers
like Towering sentrys
sway and wave
tossing limbs
like attention 'getters'
whispering when
it is coming
long before you feel it
embrace you

The guardian,
gravity
subdues
all that is uplifted
by its prance
like a falling acorn
that bounces on blades
of rich green grass
and lay
dieing
to live

Which will one day grow
and reach out
to the sunshine
and it too
will be a...
wind dancer

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nightangeltearsnightangeltearsabout 18 years ago
another winner

I read them all and i get more impressed with every one i read...wow,awesome

Bill DadaBill Dadaabout 18 years ago
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Apparently the wind is natures Fosse.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 18 years ago
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good choice to leave the lines short, it gave the effect of being tossed by the wind, very loose and flowing. I like the idea of the sun being pushed aside. nice write!

as

AnonymousAnonymousabout 18 years ago
traced by the wind

a tighly woven tale riding upon the trails of the dance...nice/blue

LeBrozLeBrozabout 18 years ago
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A nice different view

Of a tree's dance;

Where have we heard that before <grinning>.

Nice touch with that acorn

Bringing the tale full circle.

BTW - that should read dying.