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05 September 2013

poetic riddling

feather touch or power 
surge a whisper or 
destructive roar in constant 
motion my breath 
transforms all you 
see while I remain 
myself unseen

this should be an easy guess - what am I?
Leave your answer in a comment.


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18 comments:

  1. Brian MillerSeptember 5, 2013 at 9:17 PM

    oh the wind...it has no mercy and yet we only see it in the stirring of other things...smiles.

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  2. Mystic_MomSeptember 5, 2013 at 9:38 PM

    Very good! I love it.

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  3. AnonymousSeptember 5, 2013 at 9:44 PM

    I think that is a storm or may be a breeze which gets wicked sometimes.
    Lovely write though!

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  4. AnonymousSeptember 5, 2013 at 11:05 PM

    woosh!

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  5. Maggie GraceSeptember 5, 2013 at 11:10 PM

    Oh good...I knew this. Lovely write!

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  6. Kathy ReedSeptember 6, 2013 at 1:10 AM

    Beautiful..yet another way to describe the formidable wind!!

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  7. ClaudiaSeptember 6, 2013 at 1:21 AM

    ah the wind - the wind - the heavenly child...so powerful and always invisible...cool

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  8. kaykualaSeptember 6, 2013 at 3:51 AM

    Yes, I should think it's the wind too! Nicely

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  9. Janine BolléeSeptember 6, 2013 at 4:26 AM

    unseen but never unfelt.
    nice one

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  10. brudbergSeptember 6, 2013 at 5:35 AM

    Sweet wind.. this is the breath... like it

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  11. DeniseSeptember 6, 2013 at 7:02 AM

    The wind.

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  12. GraceSeptember 6, 2013 at 8:49 AM

    The wind, feather touch or surge of power ~ Good one ~

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  13. AnonymousSeptember 6, 2013 at 9:08 AM

    I really like the rhythm and flow of this poem, gusts and stills, just like the wind you write of. Nice~ Jason

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  14. AnonymousSeptember 6, 2013 at 9:43 AM

    lovely - the wind is powerful indeed, truly transforming

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  15. hyperCRYPTICalSeptember 6, 2013 at 10:07 AM

    Nicely done. Love it as I do a gentle summer breeze.
    Anna :o]

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  16. WaltermarksSeptember 6, 2013 at 11:18 AM

    That wind's a tricky thing. Great poem, thank you.

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  17. MargaretSeptember 6, 2013 at 3:52 PM

    A powerful, forceful WIND GUSTS... not a breeze! Could be Hurricane too.

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  18. SemaphoreSeptember 6, 2013 at 11:47 PM

    'Wind' came to mind first of all. Beautifully succinct verse, well done!

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