sneaks through cracks
we didn’t know were there,
grabs anything in it’s path
flinging disdainfully aside
that which it does not carry away,
sucks ones breath,
attempts to draw the soul
out of the body
as other lost souls
among the trees
warning one to stay inside
the wind.

©Sharron R. McMillan

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8 Responses to Wind

  1. hernibs says:

    Thank you, yes. It is always exciting living in the woods when a storm comes through. Deer usually sleep in our clearing during storms.

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  2. Vicki says:

    stay safe in the storm we are supposed to have on Saturday..


  3. hernibs says:

    Thank you Vicki. Your photographs of Vancouver Island are stunning and inspiring also. We’re just across the sound from you on the Sunshine Coast. 😉

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  4. Vicki says:

    you have inspired me to go look for leaves in spider webs. I look forward to your new posts.


  5. hernibs says:

    Thank you. 😉

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  6. Sweta Ojha says:

    Ah yes . I loved the picture absolutely! 🙂


  7. hernibs says:

    Thank you, you can tell I don’t particularly like wind. 😉

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  8. Sweta Ojha says:

    Gorgeous stuff. 🙂



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