Enforcement.
Hard blue winds of winter
shake thin-coated ewes close under hedgerows
and flake old granite walls
with a splintering bite.
Mild green winds of spring gust
life to dead grass-growth, birthing first roses
and patch passing cloud-shawls
in small holes of clear sky.
Hot red winds of summer
droop every stalk with breathless air- sizzle
and sear to wither all
fruit on blister-dry vine.
Gold-crisp winds of autumn
paint gilt-laden distance with bracing gleam
and spread shiver-mornings
as chill grips the cool-time.
Year's unruly winds change
on whim to precocious abuse-bolts showing
poor human enforcement
to vagary's climate.
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Fay Slimm. (
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Good write Fay.
Glad you enjoyed the read dear Orchi.
Plenty of winds in Cornwall aren't there. I've seen the bent trees which suffer those winds.
Autumn winds amuse me when they redistribute golden leaves despite human efforts to 'tidy up'.
Whilst reading, a shudder of imagined wind-chill reminded me not to step out in a hurry.
Enforcement indeed.
Your perceptive comment sums up so well the sea's gusty wind-force that begins or dies where it will. Humble thanks for your visit and read my friend.
there is no stopping em ... a law unto nature ... yet so magnificently captured here ...................
Agree most sincerely Nev that nature's force being unstoppable produces seasonal winds of all sorts - - so pleased you dropped by for a read of Enforcement............x
So well written, Fay! As the brothers Grimm said a long time ago: Der Wind, der Wind, das himmlische Kind!"
"Der Wind " of that kind is of course frightening ..........Sounds like just the wise words those Grimm Bros. would write Fred........... thanking you kindly for stopping by for a read of Enforcement.
Love the poem Fay. Wind is a fovorite theme for me.
Same here Jerry - wind-force is quite inspiring for my mind too. Grateful thanks for your read and comment.
Nature's winds can bring all things to us in so many ways.
It's a pity homo sapiens seems to want to destroy the natural world.
Andy
I agree with your perceptive comment my friend - to destroy the natural world is the worst homo sapiens could ever do.
'Year's unruly winds change
on whim to precocious abuse-bolts showing
poor human enforcement
to vagary's climate. '
how well you've tapped into that intuitive connection with nature the rest of us ignore so brazenly, our dear conscientious Fay,
a measured and timely plea
for us to never forget
the cruelty of our wilful neglect
when remembering our debt to Mother Nature...
Absolutely brilliant!
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