Howling wind,
how loud you sing,
As you dance through
The leaves on rustling
Trees.
A haunting sound,
as you wrap around
The hanging wires
And bicycle tires.
How angry you seem,
Passionate and keen
As you fiercely sweep
A path that is yours to
Keep.
Oh howling wind,
I watch you sing,
The power you bring,
I see,
You’re so very free.
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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!
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Very nice piece, very visual…
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Thank you 1ManView. I sometimes think it’s those things that cause us fear, that are most easy to visualise into words.
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