Mysteries of the Wind

Up again down again round and round,

whirling, rushing, all over town.

Why the hurry and where’s it bound,

as it swirls, blusters and pushes us around. 

Constantly whirling to and fro.

churning the ocean, as it continues to blow.

So what’s it after and why does it run?

Is it chasing the Moon, or just following the Sun.         

                                                                                    Hansi Riley

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Quiet Glen in Winter

A soft glow and then radiance

as the Sun pushes out

from its blanketing of dark clouds.

I feel my skin warm under its caress

I’m surprised by its intensity

on such a cold winters day.

The glen under the sun’s touch, softens glistening snow 4a

and snow fairies appear

glimmering and dancing

from newly melting snow.

The forest groans and whispers

as snow

loosened from heavily burdened branches

softly hits the ground

 and small animals scurry,

in search of food.

I breath the frigid air

absorbing the glen’s tranquil beauty,

and say a prayer of thanks…

for all that is life!              Hansi Riley

Adventures at Sea

How I wish I could sail the Seas

breathe air so alive

taste salt in the breeze.

So exciting and dangerous

for those born without fins.

We might spot a Mermaid

coming up from within.

Or fall upon Pirates flying skull and bone.

Who could say when your traveling

this far from home.

What I wouldn’t give

to return to the Sea

and to experience adventures

like in the books that I read!   Hansi Riley

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Changing Dreams

Daydreams I had 

when I was a child

were brightly colored scenes

but as I’ve aged

they’ve seemed to change

to bright and vivid dreams     

                         Hansi Riley