On an Indiana summer’s eve,
Wind and water can twist itself into a monster one night,
And the next run its fingers like a lover through your hair.
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You have an authentic poet's heart and a genuine gift for drawing the reader into your world. I could actually see the Iroquois Brave leaning against the tree etc. Keep churning them out and I'll keep looking for them. All the best, jim
That is a truly good poem. Strong, flowing, excellent evocation of place and mood nicely intertwined. The detail speaks of authenticity and at the same time is subtly dark.