Ivy Schex

Rookie (March 28,1987)

Wind - Poem by Ivy Schex

Silent it mutters
Voiceless it utters
Lonely it cries
Wingless it flies

Through trees it stills
But howls over hills
Long it howls
And low it growls

Roaming plain and grass
Over waters it may pass
Waking under moon
And winging into rune

Trees it may toss
But grieves no loss
Ever it may be
But never to see

Comments about Wind by Ivy Schex

  • Nicklas Leow (6/25/2012 9:25:00 AM)

    Magnificent. After I read this I can picture the wind like I never thought possible. (Report) Reply

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  • Brian Dorn (7/4/2006 6:22:00 PM)

    Ivy, great ending... the wind has so much influence over everything it touches, but yet it can't be seen. Well done! (Report) Reply

  • (3/23/2006 3:40:00 PM)

    A certain innocence about this. I Love it! ! ! And you are so tallented.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2005

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