Wind – Project : N.K. Sterling

On the Wind

Topsy turbie in the wind the dragon scales have sung again. Whistling wildly through the trees what breath has ignited this gentle breeze. What talons have sharpened the eves as the whispers haunt the soul. Ruffling your hair like a hurricane that drifts along the ocean’s caress. What wild blustering seasons have swept with theContinue reading “On the Wind”

Poem: whistling wind

Within the valley so high you can discover a sound that Echoes far and wide. Between Rock and wood a familiar frequency often understood by the ears of man and animals alike. A whistle from the invisible friend the old element, wind. With fierce and monstrous gusts that shove too and fro through leaves,eves andContinue reading “Poem: whistling wind”