I try to sit and evaluate each passing moment-
which until now I had under appreciated.
I look out through the French doors, the sun
is rising up until the clouds are emerged in
deep orange, illuminated further by a pastel
violet, settling like mist in the air on a cold
winters morning. I realise, it's the wind who
cries, sighs, breaks its fist against the city's
concrete walls, not just you or I.

Comments
shoe | September 18, 2010 - 10:48
Beeme, I love this, it's superb!
Highhat | September 18, 2010 - 12:15
I liked this piece. Well done. A brilliant take on the IP- great knowledge that it is not only you and I
;)
Beeme | September 18, 2010 - 12:17
wow! Thank you so much Shoe!
Beeme xx
Beeme | September 18, 2010 - 12:20
Thank you Highhat, I'm really glad you enjoyed :)
Beeme xx
Nolan | September 18, 2010 - 19:45
An inspiring poem Beeme, beautiful!
'I realise, it's the wind who
cries, sighs, breaks its fist against the city's
concrete walls, not just you or I.'
“We are alone and not alone in an unknown world; our joy
and suffering are forever shared and yet forever our own.”
Beeme | September 18, 2010 - 22:36
Thank you Nolan :) I'm happy you enjoyed :)
Beeme xx
skinner_jennifer | September 19, 2010 - 12:07
Hi Beeme,
This was a lovely poem, it was good to look at life
from a different perspective.
Jenny.
Kahdai | September 19, 2010 - 20:30
Another poem the wind cries! Its lovely & beautiful, colourful image you make for me! K
MistakenMagic | September 19, 2010 - 22:06
Simply stunning! Gorgeous imagery - love it :)
Magic xxx
Beeme | September 20, 2010 - 18:19
Thank you very much Jenny, I'm glad you enjoyed :)
Beeme xx
Beeme | September 20, 2010 - 18:21
Thank you Kahdai! I'm really happy you enjoyed :D
Beeme xx
Beeme | September 20, 2010 - 18:23
Thank you so much Magic!
Beeme xxx
darkenwolf | September 26, 2010 - 18:39
what can i say? just re-read the other comments they cover it all!
well done
Beeme | September 26, 2010 - 18:41
Thank you Darkenwolf :)
Beeme xx
Nolan | September 26, 2010 - 18:56
It’s a pity not all our work is always brilliant. Not to detract anything
from your others.
I try to be consistent it’s not always easy.
If poetry was love I’m crushed
Nolan
Beeme | September 26, 2010 - 19:05
I agree. It's so hard to keep work consistent, I always want to, but my emotions get in the way and when I write from the heart and it doesn't always turn out so good, its a flurry of emotions scattering onto the page and some fall better arranged than others :)
I think most of your work,(if not all) is full of gracefulness and amazing fluency, which I enjoy greatly.
Beeme xx
Nolan | September 26, 2010 - 19:09
Thank you!
Beeme | September 26, 2010 - 19:15
Your more than welcome, its all true :)
Nolan | November 6, 2010 - 04:18
I’m flattered &&