“Simple messages are potent. Stay tuned in. . .” ~catnipoflife
Gentle whispers of the wind
Echo of days gone by
Unveiling nostalgic thoughts
Within a windswept sigh
Walking along the seashore
Sunbeams radiate warmth
Soaking into the bare skin
Any day, any month
Strands of tousled hair
Crisscross about the face
Swirling, twirling wisps
Completely out of place
A sudden short burst of wind
Forces a swift brush of the hand
Providing view of a sea gull
Standing proudly upon the sand
First there’s only one in sight
Then, out of the blue more and more
Massing along the shoreline
As they’ve done many times before
Assembling in loose flocks
Together as companion and friend
Side-by-side they stand
Decoding messages in the wind
Gentle breezes, whirling gusts
Boast of a whisper-quiet hue
Don’t miss a single moment
What does the wind say to you?
catnipoflife 
That’s a really awesome poem. I love your meter and word choices.
Micki
Thank you, MIcki. Your comments always warm my heart:>)
Love it….makes me want to race to the beach…….fresh……
Um-m-m? Now, that sounds like a good idea! Would you believe we lived in Florida about nine blocks from the ocean and I could count on one hand the number of times we went to the beach. Now that we are in Georgia we will probably walk the beach when we return for visits. C’est le vie!
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