Mike Acker

Low - Poem by Mike Acker

The wind made its presence known
by rustling the top branches
sending shivers through their leaves.

It marked its territory, up there.
'You are low', I heard it breathe.
You aren't high and free......like me.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Poem Edited: Monday, June 9, 2014

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