Springfest Poetry, Day 1: The Wind Talks by Sharon Ukpe-Ukpe

The wind talks It holds emotions Why? It lives. You can’t see it It brings words Words of the spirit. After the rain  They wait, they seek answers  Why? They are messengers.  In the dark They warn  The wild rustling of trees. The sweeping of dirts,  The screams of the night, They scream, they talk. … Continue reading Springfest Poetry, Day 1: The Wind Talks by Sharon Ukpe-Ukpe