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By nicola
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28 April 2005 |
Weathervane
Unseen currents tease the arrow heads
Coxcombed rooster dreams of wind
The mistral might bring cold
Fleeing the dry tundra
The ice plain
The Chinook leave the south behind
Bring warm air, the sirocco,
Harmattan
The east wind on starry nights
Blow fresh through the spice lands
Cool from the orient
A gust or squall or gale,
Born in the blustering west,
Scatter welcome rain
Who knows where the perfumed breeze begins
That turns the weathervane?
Unseen currents stir the arrow heads
Silent rooster dreams of wind
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Written by spiderbaby49 (137 comments posted) 20th May 2005 | Lovely observation.
'Coxcombed rooster dreaams of wind.'
I like that...seeing the weather through the eyes of that ole rooster.
'The east wind on starry nights
Blow fresh through the spice lands
Cool from the orient'
This falters a little because either wind or blow needs to be in plural as does scatter in this verse.
'A gust or squall or gale,
Born in the blustering west,
Scatter welcome rain'
spidey
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