Breaths Poem by Ghost Legend

Breaths

Rating: 4.5


Breathing over me,
Wind passes through trees
Before a storm,
Vulnerable
In more than one.
No one will rake the leaves,
Bare for who seeks
Damage done.
Nature's wrath apart,
Come next season
Ten open trunks
Wait for a spark
That was there already.
Fire to ashes freedom,
Better as exhaust,
Make of what is left,
Than rot here.

Friday, August 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sriranji Aratisankar 26 August 2016

I read your poem for first time.. very much enjoyable...0ffer you 10... I invite you on my pages...

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