Wind blows the evergreen,
twisting it to and fro.
Trees bend to its’ unseen strength,
helpless to its’ power.
For it is free and wild,
un-tethered to the ground below.
Please tell me what you think
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Reading this brought back a holiday I took in BC Canada a few years ago, the first line of the poem espacially reminded me of the smell of the pines that was so very evident wherever I went. The trees are so majestic and have a beauty and strength of their own that would take some beating. Free and wild is a very apt description.
Well done, I did enjoy reading this and the recollection of a personal experience.
Katie

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I like nature poems and reading this made me smile.
The description of the wind & its strength was
nicely written...good job
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Perfect
description!
With a 'lil tweaking here & there you might have a nice Haiku here. Ever write those? You have all the elements here. I'll send you something. Nice feel to this.


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Nicely stated, a pefedt discription showing the winds strength and mystery. Very well done.

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thank you for the comment.
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