Windswept Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Windswept
sailing on fresh breeze
my hat is off for a ride
alluring blue skies
fragrant flowers cringe
until gold moment all's clear
windsongs at windows
a determined quest
from orange clouds to the ground
in in-between hours
scattered grave matter
in the whirlpool of hued days
sparkling in slow time
Much needed for the beauty in this poem TFS Bravo! ! ! ! ! ! !
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8/28/2026 6:09:15 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
I adored the power of the 1st and 4th stanzas, hat off for a ride, 'whirlpool of hued days sparkling in slow time', the personification of fragrant flowers cringing at windsong windows, I love to stop to appreciate windswept trees landscapes.
Thank you for the joy of your kind comments, Terence.