in the lay of this land
wind in the lay of this land
where the eastern coal fields begin
is a living thing moving wild as it will
lofting birds carrying voices
bearing rain and thunder in madness
and silk spreading the seeds of trees
it is the trees who safeguard
the shards of the mighty wind’s heart
ever broken by its yearning for home
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Yea wind, it’s a living thing….
I like how you split that. I cant remeber what that’s called but jumping in with that really works.
And!
This !
“rain and thunder in madness/
and silk…”
Again this time line break.
Pro level.
An the landing. Great poem.
We have a name for the wind, Kamakani.
Who knew there would be a name for something like that?? Lol.
Lol….it’s my high school mascot …..lol
Oh my bad ….I thought you meant the wind…..yeah so I looked it up that thing at the beginning is called an “Anacoluthon” i think. Might be something else. Either way it’s really neat.
Haha. Anacoluthia sounds like something that might take an antibiotic. I ran across one called Assonance. Lol.
And Kamakani is a fine name for the wind. I would love to call the wind in this valley by that name.
Really lovely, Jules! I hear the wind in the poem, especially the sounds of “silk sowing the secrets of trees.”
Very poetic and well penned!
Yes, I hear the wind in this too. Really love “silk sowing the secrets of trees.”
Wow!
Thanks everyone. I’m just thankful I have the luck to live in Red Lick and have the time to taken in by its beauty.
So beautiful, I feel the ache and the pull. 💛
Beautiful, Jules! A high lonesome sound in this.
Beautiful, thank you
Oh yes, Jules, the wind has been my friend and lover and adversary. You captured all that I have felt.
Love “bearing rain and thunder in madness/and silk spreading the seeds of trees”