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California Notebooks, 2014

Posted on June 25, 2014 by anna mosca

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to ride the wind
is an old dream of mine

I have to (be) content for now
just whispers to my ears

wind that moves foliage
and flowers alike

that caresses the surface
of sea and rocks alike

to soar to dive to lazily
float around thing

breathing again
and again

powerful
weightless

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11 responses »

Writing to Freedom on June 25, 2014 at 3:24 pm said:

Lovely imagery Anna. This is the second poem I saw today about the wind! The other was called dancing on the wind! 🙂

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- anna mosca on June 27, 2014 at 11:14 pm said:
  
  Cool! Weird thing is that today was a very windy day… thank you for commenting!
  
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  - Writing to Freedom on June 28, 2014 at 5:39 am said:
    
    I guess everybody had a lot of hot air! 🙂
    
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mfitz on June 25, 2014 at 4:54 pm said:

Beautiful!

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- anna mosca on June 27, 2014 at 11:15 pm said:
  
  Thank you!
  
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Alina on June 26, 2014 at 2:36 am said:

Beautiful, moving, wonderful – pure pleasure, as always, Anna 🙂

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- anna mosca on June 27, 2014 at 11:16 pm said:
  
  Alina so happy you liked this one, thank you for your comment, best to you 🙂
  
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leamuse on June 26, 2014 at 4:55 am said:

Lovely!

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- anna mosca on June 27, 2014 at 11:16 pm said:
  
  Thank you!!
  
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garyfratesstrong on June 26, 2014 at 7:22 am said:

Wind. The essence of freedom. Very lovely images, yes. Inspired me to write a poem on clouds today.

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- anna mosca on June 27, 2014 at 11:17 pm said:
  
  Glad this inspired you, and yes, wind does speak of the essence of freedom. Thank you for your feedback.
  
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