Soft As The Wind Poem by Lora Colon

Soft As The Wind

Rating: 5.0


This day has been dragging,
My heart won't stop nagging,
Anxious for night to appear;
Now the moon's on my pillow,
And that old weeping willow
Smiles as the wind dries its tears

Conflicting emotions
Rise and fall like the oceans,
I'm singing his name like a hymn;
And as I lay here waiting,
Wildly anticipating,
He comes to me, soft as the wind

And the thrill in my heart
Orders gloom to depart,
Sadness leaves to find a new home;
With the happiness I feel,
The pain starts to heal,
And I'm left with joy I've never known

You love me, yes, you've said it!
O, my love, I won't forget it,
Heaven's dictate we dare not rescind;
Then the heavenly throng
Bursts forth into song,
And you come to me, soft as the wind

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pradip Chattopadhyay 20 September 2013

Now the moon's on my pillow, And that old weeping willow Smiles as the wind dries its tears your magic wand, Lora, of crafting imageries, is a ceaseless wonder!

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Adeline Foster 21 September 2013

This is indeed a lovely poem and I like your rhyming scheme. Read mine – O Dearest Love – Adeline

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Valsa George 22 September 2013

Another sweet poem! 'You come to me soft as the wind'! Even from this far, I can feel his coming! Lovely imageries! !

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David Lessard 02 December 2013

Very moving. Another beautiful write.

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Joseph Narusiewicz 01 October 2013

may i be the moonlight?

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John Brown 29 September 2013

Nice poem Lora. I like, 'Now the moon's on my pillow'.

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Heather Wilkins 26 September 2013

you come to me soft as the wind. a lovely observation.

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Savita Tyagi 25 September 2013

So happy to come across your poems. Memory of love is deeper than love itself. You create a sketch that is spell binding. Thanks for sharing.

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Missouri - United States
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