East Wind
Misty veils
dissolve
slowly.
And yet
you hardly
see the trees.
And from the distance
east wind blows
across the country,
driving clouds
which I first
seemed so bright,
but now I see them
dark and heavy,
with east wind
blowing steady
in early morning light
Gert W. Knop, born in 1943, studies art and tropical agriculture in Germany and Scotland (University of Edinburgh). He has lived in many different countries and writes mainly in German, English and Spanish. He currently resides in Zittau (Saxony), Germany.
Dear Gert, when I read this, I felt like I was standing beside you watching the "East Wind" moving the clouds rapidly at dawn. I'm so glad you are publishing here. I've missed your work and our communications. Awesome poem! Love, Carolyn Devonshire
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ReplyDeleteawesome descriptions here, Gert
the power of nature. beautifully observed. you make writing look so easy! enjoyed the format too. best wishes ralph.
ReplyDeleteA powerful write, Gert...I wonder if the east wind is a metaphor for something else, as it is bringing dark clouds with it? A wonderful read.
ReplyDeleteJan x
This well-crafted poem is blowing steady in my imagination. It is memoriable and enjoyable. Let it blow on and on...
ReplyDeleteWonderful write well done. best wishes. Peter Dome.
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