elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

The Moaning Wind - Poem by elysabeth faslund

There are certain levels, where
I can adjust the bedroom
The one above my head...

So that the wind moans like...
The Ancestors in White Birds...
English moors in Winter...
Flying Dutchman's sails in
High seas...

Never will the sounds made
Equal my soul's...
When you departed

Comments about The Moaning Wind by elysabeth faslund

  • (8/27/2007 8:17:00 PM)

    great imagery, and heartfelt words.
    i can feel your loss.
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  • (8/27/2007 2:56:00 PM)

    Lysbeth, I can always rely upon you to stir up my senses and get me sailing again. (Report) Reply

  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (6/4/2007 12:33:00 AM)

    Mellifluous metaphoric magnificence! ...Very well done, young lady...You never disappoint, do ya' now? ! ..........Awesome Title, to boot...

    ~ FjR ~
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 3, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, March 6, 2011

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