Wind flowers

Posted on January 30, 2020 by Rex Tyler

Anemone or wind flower
It ornaments our woods
It grows by shooting clusters
Downwards
And it’s little hoods
On slender stems
Are modest
Are delicate and frail
Stoop and try to touch it’s petals
When it suddenly can pale
Into its insignificance
Of what is shape and form
This sentinel it’s silence
Seems to sense the coming storm

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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