On the Turning of the Wind
By BetaWolfinVA
On the turning of the wind
athwart billowing chaos i ride
crashing through highs and lows
upon each eventide
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when oft i remember happiness lost
finding no solace in sorrow
nor hope in despair
when i lay alone at night
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when in arms i find my little daughter
my hope and joy
my love of the future
that is when my soul soars
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Copyright 2013 HHMCameron
Published on Friday, December 6, 2013.
Filed under: "Reflective" and
"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, December 31, 2013, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) wrote:
"My soul soars" - that was a charming way to end this piece on a positive note. I enjoyed this one! Ciao, T/S
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On Friday, December 6, 2013, inhisbelly
(39) wrote:
I enjoyed the hopeful tone and conclusion of this piece. The archaic language was also appreciated, only because you executed it with a fluid kind of precision and grace. Thank you for sharing this.
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On Friday, December 6, 2013, BetaWolfinVA
(795) wrote:
in the 90's on GEnie my tag was "a poet outside time, yet trapped by it"