The Implied passes by

[All Else Failed]

[FONT=&quot]The implied passes by [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Have you seen the wind?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To know the wind is to watch old photographs[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Being blown through a weathered home[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Creaking floorboards bear the only witness [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]It runs an alleged hand over[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her fragile landscape[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scattering hazel strands a skein [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To know, to sculpt and to stay[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Imparting life to the lifeless[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Placing ghost children in abandoned Swings[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Singing them a distant lullaby on broken violins [/FONT]

spin and [FONT=&quot]reach,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]list and wane,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nature’s lyre sings and it strains[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for a new transparent melody[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to strum past trees[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and lay whispers into the grain[/FONT]

 

[Defiant Tuesday]

holy crap, you're really good. :nod: You must really enjoy writing. Make sure you don't ever stop. Because when you stop doing something you love - you lose yourself.

 

[c91329]

holy crap, you're really good. :nod: You must really enjoy writing. Make sure you don't ever stop. Because when you stop doing something you love - you lose yourself.

I agree he did a awesome job such a wonderful poem.

 

[purpledove]

Whoah, you're a poem writer too? :eek

The inspiration must come from the sunset of Adirondacks mountains eh? Wonderful poem btw :thumbup :nod:

 

[Kat]

amazing

 

[sexysadie]

[FONT=&quot]The implied passes by [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Have you seen the wind?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To know the wind is to watch old photographs[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Being blown through a weathered home[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Creaking floorboards bear the only witness [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]It runs an alleged hand over[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Her fragile landscape[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scattering hazel strands a skein [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]To know, to sculpt and to stay[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Imparting life to the lifeless[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Placing ghost children in abandoned Swings[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Singing them a distant lullaby on broken violins [/FONT]

spin and [FONT=&quot]reach,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]list and wane,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]nature’s lyre sings and it strains[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]for a new transparent melody[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]to strum past trees[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]and lay whispers into the grain[/FONT]

That's beautiful!:thumbup