“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Friday, August 9, 2013

August Wind

August wind.
Each year I forget
until it begins.

A sudden flurry.
'Is that rain?' I think,
but it's not. It's the air 
stirring, no longer inert.

It wakes with a rush —
excitement or dread? —
and the blood responds.

Submitted for Poets United's Verse First ~ Difficulty. The challenge is: Write a poem, no more than three stanzas, that is completely free of "gratuitous, show-offy, camouflaging" text. 


16 comments:

  1. The ending leaves me wanting more...

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    1. I hope that's in a good way, Laurie. :) (Maybe I'll extend it some day.)

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  2. I think you have characterized August well, Rosemary. And yes, I think too, you always write like this.....and so do I, I think. Neithet of is are one for 'gratuitous words.'

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    1. Yes, your work is always clear and direct, yet says much.

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    2. Yikes. Sorry about the typos above. I will blame the iPad. Sigh.

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  3. Sometimes a creative mind is like the August wind.......beautiful lines.

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  4. Oh wow! That last line, this is incredible =)

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  5. This is a beautiful seasonal capture Rosemary. A wind like that does stir the blood!

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  6. Your poem made me smile. Windy Wellington offers us days of excitement and dread on a very regular basis! Very nice.






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  7. I can just feel it turning towards fall these days, Rosemary - summer gone so fast. Love the sound of a good windstorm - tho around here people are afraid of the big trees coming down on our rooftops......

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    1. Here the August winds are part of late winter and approaching spring. :)

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  8. ...ah, in times like this i know i will miss a cricket's humming of his early psalm.... there's a heavy feel coming from your gentle words Rosemary... i enjoyed diving into your settings... smiles... runnin' my last minute catch up for verse first... got busy this late finishing some corporate projects... & though i'm most often than not slow at responding...know that i genuinely genuinely appreciate you for stopping by to read & comment on my works... thank you... smiles...

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    1. Glad to see you here any time, Kelvin! It often takes me ages to catch up too.

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