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Array ( [sid] => 166390 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Armchair Wind. [time] => 2011-05-25 02:41:10 [hometext] => We have had some rough weather lately in the UK. This is a snapshot of a windy day last week. [bodytext] => This morning the wind is raising hell.
The devil's disciples are at worship in the Elms,
Leaf and twig a blur in a manic disposition,
The upper boughs whipped into subservience.
The hillside has surrendered it's serenity
And the stream is wailing, each droplet of water
A soothing coolness on my troubled mind.
In the bottom pasture the sheep are bleating pathetically,
Lambs, some in search of the teat,
Others, a warm fleece and tender tongue , sit under a wall,
Watching the devil at work.
And way above on the stretching sky, wind sculptured and wild,
A Buzzard is tossed like a stray leaf in Autumn.
The horizon creeps nearer, the stream wails on,
The sheep sink deeper into despair
And the Elms, their nerves shredded, weep.
I snuggle deeper into my armchair and continue watching. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 255 [topic] => 27 [informant] => cashfan1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )

Armchair Wind.

Contributed by cashfan1 on Wednesday, 25th May 2011 @ 02:41:10 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry

This morning the wind is raising hell.
The devil's disciples are at worship in the Elms,
Leaf and twig a blur in a manic disposition,
The upper boughs whipped into subservience.
The hillside has surrendered it's serenity
And the stream is wailing, each droplet of water
A soothing coolness on my troubled mind.
In the bottom pasture the sheep are bleating pathetically,
Lambs, some in search of the teat,
Others, a warm fleece and tender tongue , sit under a wall,
Watching the devil at work.
And way above on the stretching sky, wind sculptured and wild,
A Buzzard is tossed like a stray leaf in Autumn.
The horizon creeps nearer, the stream wails on,
The sheep sink deeper into despair
And the Elms, their nerves shredded, weep.
I snuggle deeper into my armchair and continue watching.

Copyright © cashfan1 ... [ 2011-05-25 02:41:10]
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Re: Armchair Wind. (User Rating: 1 )
by poeticjestix on Wednesday, 25th May 2011 @ 11:05:56 AM AEST
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sounds like you've got a nice view and something other than a west facing conservatory, unlike mine.

Re: Armchair Wind. (User Rating: 1 )
by poeticjestix on Wednesday, 25th May 2011 @ 11:05:56 AM AEST
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sounds like you've got a nice view and something other than a west facing conservatory, unlike mine.

Re: Armchair Wind. (User Rating: 1 )
by huwbeauty on Thursday, 26th May 2011 @ 06:10:19 AM AEST
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Great write once more Dennis, I must admit I really enjoy it when it's windy you really get to feel the power of mother nature and you've captured that here.

Re: Armchair Wind. (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Monday, 6th June 2011 @ 01:52:36 PM AEST
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Good topic.....It can be so beautiful yet scary when nature does it's thing.

Re: Armchair Wind. (User Rating: 1 )
by spud on Thursday, 9th June 2011 @ 07:27:57 AM AEST
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Hi Dennis,

In Scotland we call this a heatwave!

Could feel every gust of wind here, every
raindrop, every feeling of misery.
Well scribed, Dennis!

Tommy

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