A Breeze Goes By
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DescriptionA poem about the breeze.
MessageInspired by Wallace Stevens.
ImageMonomoy Writes
IA breeze tickles The hairThe skinThe beingOf a person on a sunny day.
IIWhipping around A gust knocks the mailbox overThe mailbox with a handprintThe breeze felled that little memoryOf the little girlIn the graveyard.
IIIDancing aroundThe leaves embraceThe breeze.
IVThe gale struckStruck the car Threw it The weathermanThought it would just be a breeze.
VSnow falling sidewaysThe breeze striking facesSmall snowy sharp segmentsStriking.
VIAnother heat wave falls As a breeze pushes the sand and airBringing visions.
VIIThat child’s happinessFlies away as fast as the balloonGuided by the breeze.
VIIITouching her headSadlyThe breeze is no longer an annoyance.
IXThe tree bowedBowed to ageTo the cycleTo natureBut fell to the breeze.
XTraveling the worldThe breeze brings the scent of homeWhen memories strike.
IIWhipping around A gust knocks the mailbox overThe mailbox with a handprintThe breeze felled that little memoryOf the little girlIn the graveyard.
IIIDancing aroundThe leaves embraceThe breeze.
IVThe gale struckStruck the car Threw it The weathermanThought it would just be a breeze.
VSnow falling sidewaysThe breeze striking facesSmall snowy sharp segmentsStriking.
VIAnother heat wave falls As a breeze pushes the sand and airBringing visions.
VIIThat child’s happinessFlies away as fast as the balloonGuided by the breeze.
VIIITouching her headSadlyThe breeze is no longer an annoyance.
IXThe tree bowedBowed to ageTo the cycleTo natureBut fell to the breeze.
XTraveling the worldThe breeze brings the scent of homeWhen memories strike.
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