Windblown Poem by Malcolm Evison
Windblown
The howling gale subsides
to lullaby proportions -
the wind’s bluster
suddenly becalmed -
I watch the scudding clouds -
their bellies washed
by a low surfing sun -
no-one has told them
to stop their scurrying
so I return to mine.
27 January 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: january,surfing
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8/26/2026 1:37:26 AM # rel_20260825T124344Z_022792b
thank you Malcolm a wonderful poem- connected to Nature.