Sep 14, 2018 | Rating : | Written by White Wind Landon
Gazing Far Read Count : 111

Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A
Teardrops softly creating mist
Whispers from the heavens
The sound of crickets chirping from miles of afar
Few are men and women in this pasture
A stroke and voice which shall lead us on such a long lonely road
The sound of babbling water nearby
Brother and sister on the grass looking up at the expansive sky
Watching the clouds wisp by slowly
Slowly the winds call
I am Mother Earth and you are my thralls

Comments

  • Sep 14, 2018

  • I love it, perhaps one too many "far"s ?

    Sep 14, 2018

  • Sep 18, 2018

  • Nice!

    Sep 18, 2018

  • Kay Writes

    Kay Writes

    this is beautiful! 🧡 You could take out "gazing far" and use it as a title and it would read well also. Nice job!

    Sep 18, 2018

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