RS ( / 10 september 1939)


Moving in the wind
secrets of yesterday
lovers dreams, of tomorrow
through out time.
Rising and falling.
To the death of it all.
On the wind.

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Comments (3)

I often when reading poems imagine images...this one brought up the Highlands of Scotland...the hills, loch, the wind, the winters... Niki
Thoughts hopes and dreams riding on the wind - nice ideas Roy and simply stated. Good one. Kind regards, Justine.
Nice poem, Roy! I think I'll add it to my favorite's list! Best, Debora