Sunday, October 23, 2016


[image from google dot com]

blowing in the wind
myths and fables, grins and sighs -
autumn leaves curling

Earth spews up colour, her hue and ray, mocking the sunshine come what may, many are leaving so much to say, change is a coming a cold white day. Carve you sins to suits of grey, shelter whims in stacks of hay, reaper hands a harvest brings to weigh, colour appetites to supplications essay.
SOUND OF THE WIND © gillena cox 2016

Written for
Imaginary Garden With Real Toads
Kerry Says ~ It's Blowing in the Wind
the challenge from Kerry: to select a line or lines from the work of Bob Dylan - 'Blowing In The Wind', and use it as the spring-board for a poem. The words themselves do not have to be included in the body of the poem, but merely as a reference,


[my video choice for today]