Riverfront Park, Kittanning PA on a lovely Spring afternoon
Windy Trees
When the wind gets tired of singing,
It coughs and sputters and laughs.
Its voice grows harsh with stinging shouts,
Groaning for freedom’s sake.
Freedom isn’t free, she mourns,
But many cannot see
The depth of human sacrifice
Groaning for freedom’s sake.
Thanks BEKINDREWRITE!
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Oh, I lve the way you made the prompt whole. Beautiful first sentence…”When the wind gets tired of singing,
It coughs and sputters and laughs.”
I love the prompts you supply. I truly am “inspired” by one or more of them. I never struggle to write what shows up here! I “heard” the wind’s song as I read the prompt! I so appreciate your supportive words! Thank you!
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This was nice use of that prompt, Barb. I like the artwork you chose to go with it.
I agree that the artwork is perfect for your piece. Very nice. I enjoyed reading it.
Yes, I was thrilled to find it! Thanks for coming by to read & comment! 🙂
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