in

The WIND keens the Spirit of Man

The WIND keens

and leans on

the SPIRIT OF MAN

LET the poem run

It will do more

than Mortal Man Can

DOWN on the Side

in the Corner

of my MIND

A wondrous place to HIDE

and this is what I Find

A poem runs In

No time to Rhyme “SEND”

TWO new lines Blend

Three new poems

are crowding and outing

for a Ride

SO GIVE IN

Age 80 gets better

just RIDE THE WIND

What do you think?

6 points
Legend

Written by Johndavisnearby

LET loose the Night
to play its strings in my Heart
the Music of the Ages
has a Beat from the Start
A Tit a Tat
and the Tap of a Shoe
Even the Muses listen to YOU
A Lute a Flute
Cello and violin Too
O Night of the Soft Winds
the children of Earth
Listen to YOU

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