Trust not the wind
for on his blowing
is carried the scent
of blood red false dawns.
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The lull before the storm, well stated here Bill. I wrote a poem called 'The Storm' and 'Wind Song' which you might like to peruse sometime. Weather can give us super subjects within its range. Again I liked this one. Love Ernestine XXX
This poem stated what I am feeling in this very moment. I cried. Very beautiful. Amy