The Playful Wind
Madeline Logan
From distant lands, over vast seas,
The wind travels under clouds and over trees,
And from the past it flees.
And through the woods, over the lake,
Over the beach for the wave’s sake,
It goes on without break.
Riding the current as in a dance,
Carrying on its back, leaves in a trance,
It twirls in a circle for a last glance
At the garden it passed along with the breeze,
Touching the pumpkins and playing with bees,
It provokes the flowers to bow to their knees.
Whistling childishly while skipping through air,
Tossing the trees’ tops back and forth without a care,
It brushes its fingers through a little girl’s hair.
Rising and descending, arguing with gravity,
Stopping stillness in its surrounding completely,
It races and races rejoicing to be free.
The Wolf
Mike Pachulski
Softly through the woods you prowl,
Your mind centered on a kill most foul.
And how many creatures who met your eyes,
Died a fate that all despise?
Your teeth that gleam silver-white,
Add still to your prey’s fright.
How often do you make it known to all
How fearsome is your call?
From your paws that scrape bloody dirt,
To your tail, who with nature does flirt,
Must your form like midnight still
Always reap death’s woeful will?
Each claw is like a blackened thorn,
Your might delivers life’s cold scorn.
I wonder, does your victim know,
How close to death he doth grow?
Softly through the woods you prowl,
Your mind centered on a kill most foul.
And how many creatures who met your eyes,
Died a fate that all despise?
The Hammer Pounds Upon My Heart
Ally Fairman
The hammer pounds upon my heart
My soul it crushes down
Knees now do hit the ground
I know not by what man's art
Is this smashing of my heart.
My heart beats now - I hear it loud
Nine used to be a happy cloud
I now forsake my joy in art
No pleasure in my trade.
My love was there and now is gone,
It left me in the shade.
And yet sill the pain goes on
As I look around this glade
And still the hammer carries on.
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