The piece describes a vivid sailing experience, contrasting the beauty of ocean life with the threat of an impending storm. It transitions into a reflective Memorial Day message, urging remembrance of those who served the country. The writer expresses fascination with sailing while admitting a preference for land activities, planning a relaxing weekend.
Tag Archives: wind
Wind Dreamer
The poem “Wind Dreamer” depicts the speaker’s longing for freedom and solace amidst personal struggles. The imagery of dancing on the wind and embracing the sun reflects a desire for escape. The author, Colleen Keller Breuning, expresses frustrations with technology, weather, and pet antics, highlighting the challenges she faces. Despite these difficulties, the speaker maintains hope and sends love to the readers.
The Whispering Wind
The Whispering Wind When night falls with pain and sorrowand I’m feeling cold and hollow,in the midst of anxiety,the whispering wind comforts me. Hear the caress of windchime ringsas the lonely mockingbird sings.While pondering my destiny,the whispering wind comforts me. Now as my restless spirit roams,guide me to my heavenly home,and when the rain fallsContinue reading “The Whispering Wind”
The Darkness
The Darkness The darkness descends with its gloomWrathful clouds release their cold rainAlone, imprisoned in this roomBold wind rattles the windowpane. Wrathful clouds release their cold rainOn a canvas of purple gloam.Bold wind rattles the windowpaneAs wayward geese make their way home. On a canvas of purple gloamHunter moon rises in night skyAs wayward geeseContinue reading “The Darkness”
Lines in the Sand
Lines in the Sand The wind blew coldThe moon grew oldAnd just where did our time go?In void of grayYou slipped awayWhere all cloaked emotions flow… Inhale the breezeOf churning seasAs hope scatters across land.I stand aloneHand clasping stoneAnd I draw lines in the sand… I drew you lines in the sand,Lines in the sand…Continue reading “Lines in the Sand”
Broken Clouds
Broken Clouds Ashen gray cloudshang low to the grounda thick layer of fogrising like dense smokeinfusing the atmospherewith its petulant moods. All I see is alabaster sky.The moon has gone missing, the sun hidden in a sempiternal stretchof colorless stratus, dull likea bolt of sparkly silver tullethat has lost its shine. And I am walkingContinue reading “Broken Clouds”
Mellow Drama
Mellow Drama I watch the colors in the skylazy wayward clouds drifting bytwilight morphing crimson and goldas the mellow drama unfolds. I smell a fragrance light and fairnight blooming jasmine fills the airits white blossoms of grace exudeinfuse my soul with gratitude. I hear the plaintive catbird callsa sad serenade as dusk fallsmelancholy song inContinue reading “Mellow Drama”
As The Wind Speaks
As the Wind Speaks… April sun fades in crimson skies,Serenaded by catbird cries.Owl takes refuge in maple treeAs the wind speaks softly to me. Thoughts tumble down, into the fray At the end of a weary day.Golden moon rises high and freeAs the wind speaks softly to me. In a trance, dancing by starlight;Lips like velvetContinue reading “As The Wind Speaks”
Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle)
Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle) Sweet sentient beings of the sky Rustling about in the hedgerow, Waiting for spring… to dream, to fly. A cool wind whispers as clouds roll by, Telling tales they already know, Sweet sentient beings of the sky. Heed the call of the lonely magpie Through the valley, softContinue reading “Waiting For Spring (A Villanelle)”
Little Bird
Little Bird Summertime reigns supremewhen honeysuckle sun gleamsonly in my wildest dreamsor so it seems… For I was born to be freegliding on wings of agilityas I sail across the distant seaa voice on the wind calls to me… Little bird, little bird, soar high!dance with the butterfliesnever ever question whydon’t you stop ‘til youContinue reading “Little Bird”
Colleen Keller Breuning 