whispering pines

the dark prairie storm

swept across the open grassy fields.

birds fly into a trees leafy, branchy shelter;

the wall of soft steady rains fall

and washes the whispering pines

down to the slow crawling vines.

in the far off opposite sided distance

dressed in mountain silhouettes,

the sun peaks for the days final bow;

gifting in a rainbow, entwined in raindrops.

the lake is a mirror,

endless heavens kissing a bountiful ground

and the ground griping the heavenly soaked sky.

the dark prairie storm

swept across the open grassy fields.

the birds fly into a trees leafy, branchy shelter;

the wall of soft steady rains fall

and washes the whispering pines.

c.2016 bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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