The Wishing Line Poem by Tony Jolley

The Wishing Line



Hung his hopes out on the wishing line,
Daring to believe that his daughter might shine,
Pegged them neatly, side-by-each,
Like a parasol parade on a summer beach,
Wetted finger to the air
In search of whatever breath be there.

But Wind's a capricious and fair-weather friend
She alone wills how the story may end.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Wells 04 February 2009

I like the imagery. Nice, compact and emotional. May all your wind be controlled!

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