Windy sounds are passionate,
as
voices within the pine
the sky reflects thoughts
combined
with an eagle’s soar, king of
movement in his outdoor
realm.
I am a seeker of truths, a
sanctuary of peace.
In my dreams, echoes of awe.
© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/
First published August 5, 2003
Pusanweb, Youngsan University
Busan, South Korea
writings@pusanweb.com
Comments
maisie | October 13, 2011 - 21:15
Can't believe the first line otherwise I liked it.
Favourite bit: last line
skinner_jennifer | October 14, 2011 - 08:55
This is wonderful Richard,
it kind of reminds me of something the American
Indian would say, when speaking his thoughts...maybe
to the wind and all of nature.
Thankyou for sharing.
Jenny.
Richard L. Prov... | October 14, 2011 - 11:43
You always provide such encouraging words, Jenny. As I tell people, poetry is very subjective and everything is to the eye of the beholder. And to translate one's experience into a new shade of expression is the joy of writing, eh? Richard LP.
Richard L. Prov... | October 15, 2011 - 01:32
Many thanks, Maisie. Fun writing, eh? Richard LP