~THE POETRY OF AIR IS CHANGE~

I step outside

this heated lair

and feel the blast

of crisp, cold air

And wonder at the

winds that blow;

The poetry of Air is

.......................Snow.

© Christina 2-3-06

The Poetry of Air

Part 2:

I step outside

my shaded home

into the blast that

cooks the bone

And wonder at the

Hobs of hell;

The poetry of Air is

.............................Fire

©Copyright February 6, 2006 by Roger Liebmann

Part 3:

Fire! It comes,
To melt the snow,

Both blown away,
By the wind you know.

That refreshes each
And every day

The poetry of air is

..........................Wind

(a)
Rain! It comes to
Cleanse and clean,

To wash away,
The melting sleet,

And cool the sunburned
Steaming street

The poetry of air is

...........................Rain

(b)
The leaves do fall
When Summers done

Before the freezing
Snows do come

And winter clouds
To block the sun

The poetry of air is

........................Change
©Copyright February 6, 2006 by Colin F. Jones

Part 4:

Wind fans the fire that melts away

signs of snow upon the ground

in warmth and goodness created thus

birds aspire to joyful sound

Whiteness turns to colour

and on earth, life springs from death

Gasping at this metamorphosis

the poetry of air is

.......................Breath

Part 4: ©Copyright February 8, 2006 by Anthony W. Pahl

Part 5:

I stand outside

my protected home

Feeling a washing come over my brow

Remembering, cleansing, trials of Vietnam

washing away frightened tears

waters of time healing my pain

The poetry of Air is

.............................Rain

©Copyright February 8, 2006 by Gary Jacobson

Part 6

The melodic wind

like the voice of a choir

snuggled close to

the warmth of the fire

summons the healing

touch of rain

to soothe away

those years of pain

and calls upon the

slumbering earth

to wake once more

and again give birth

from its fecund, fertile sod.

The poetry of Air is

..............................God. 

© Copyright February 8, 2006 by Thurman P. Woodfork

Part 7

I stand again

outside once more

and wonder if...

an ancient war

still blows cold echoes to my ear

or is it thunder that I hear?

Each cloud that passes...

brings different view

a vanquished vista

replaced with new

Ageless angels rearrange

The poetry of air to

..........................Change. 

© Copyright 8 February 2006 by Randy Richmond

Part 8

The Poetry Of Air

Rising
 in the morning

just as the day
 is dawning

nighttime’s
 darkness has run

The poetry of Air is

………………….Sun

© Copyright 8 February 2006 by Faye Sizemore

Part 9

I step into the winter freeze
Come face to face – My love's disease
Has hardened on this icy day
What can I do to chip away
The memories of jungle heat?
The Blaze of victory and defeat
Has left my lover cold at night
I think he's lost the will to fight
Until he calls out in his sleep
He wakes me up – I start to weep
Then dry my tears and resolve seize
For after all, I am The Breeze...
The poetry of air will

....................Heal
©Copyright 9 February 2006 by Robin Amy Bass

Part 10

I recall a place I've been
Where bombs sucked up the oxygen
And to the ground I learned to dive
Take cover, praying to survive
'Till quietness again returned
And though my throat and chest both burned
I felt my Spirit then revive
The poetry of air is...

................................Life

© Tim

Inspired by Christina Sharik's "The Poetry of Air"