Song for the Winds

for dVerse

O fierce East wind, hear my plea!

Tolls changed my love into a bear

He’s held by a dark, stormy sea

East of the sun, west of the moon

O strong West wind, hear my plea!

I’ve wandered over all the earth

Where is the place, oh, please take me

East of the sun, west of the moon

O bold South wind, hear my plea!

With golden gifts I’ll rescue him

When once I find the troll-fraught sea

East of the sun, west of the moon

O great North wind, hear my plea!

Your brothers have brought me to you

Now up on your back carry me

East of the sun, west of the moon

This poem was inspired by the fairy tale East of the Sun and West of the Moon.

A Harp

for dVerse

O!

Ah!

the

harp

sings

softly.

Harmony,

melodies.

Happiness

whispering

contentment.

Delightful

glissando.

Ethereal

plucked

musical

notes.

Harp

kin.

Ah!

O!

This is a snowball poem. Each line is one word that is one letter longer than the last one.

The Joust

for dVerse

Listening to the music. Voices on the street;

to eager sounds floating open through bright air.

The sounds soar up into my morning dreams;

music floating up forever: laughs. Window welcomes all.

Voices open into laughs, inviting. Little wrens fly

on through my window. Little chirps that hope.

The bright morning, welcomes wrens that sing with 

street air. Dreams all fly; hope with life.