Dust Devil

Jerry Reynolds

 

Gently carrying Blossoms
From fruit trees plucked
Around her a dust-devil swirled
As she braced the crisp
Morning air.
She was an old wife
Not mine.
Silently she went her way
Me another.
In the moment
Some love was found.

  • Author: Jerry Reynolds (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 27th, 2022 10:11
  • Category: Love
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  • orchidee

    Good write Jerry.

  • Fay Slimm.

    You pen the scene with finesse as love of some sort comes out of the dust - a fine write Jerry

    • Jerry Reynolds

      Thanks, Fay.
      I dearly love a poetic moment.

    • dusk arising

      I like this, it has mischief.

      • Jerry Reynolds

        Thanks, Dusk.
        Dust-Devils are a mischief. They are harmless little tornadoes that show up out of nowhere but strong enough to b;ow your skirt up.

      • Saxon Crow

        A subtle little piece of genius.

      • Zoia Siena

        So much in a so few lines. Beautiful.

      • Rozina

        First time I heard of this word. So your poem makes great sense and I see the scene you wrote about so vividly. Lovely.

        • Jerry Reynolds

          Thanks, Rozina.
          Dust-Devils are small harmless tornadoes.

        • Neville


          every once in a while, I stumble upon a little written gem .. just now, is such an occasion sir Jez ............... Neville 🙂

        • hzugman

          Nice image that you have created. I'm a newbie here around your age and love is often my theme too.



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