Ventilation Poem by Jeremy Horsford

Ventilation

Rating: 5.0


Blustery winds blow leaves across the
ground and miniature hurricanes torment
tree leaves.

The sound of something travelling at high
velocity, is the music of nature playing
off pockets of buildings.

The journey to somewhere, but arriving
nowhere, is a false halt, only to be
reminded more is yet to come.

The intrusive nature of invisible forces
are no match for the masters of the skies,
who manipulate the burst of gases.

The skies provide no clue, whilst defiant
umbrellas are air beaten.

The reiteration of the reign, ends and
life has another chance from something
considered more than a breeze.

Saturday, July 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 24 July 2016

A very nicely written piece, Jeremy

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Jeremy Horsford 31 July 2016

Thank you.

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Marieta Maglas 18 July 2016

I like this The skies provide no clue, whilst defiant umbrellas are air beaten.- beautiful poem

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Jeremy Horsford 31 July 2016

It's always nice when a appreciative reader quotes. Thank you.

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