Poetry of Kansas
 

Broken Rhythms.

I am a dark-brewed wind
        That knows no measured beat,
Sweeping the forest of myself
        With trampling feet.
 
Knowing a moment's rest,
        Then taunting a writhing tree.
O You, Who bade the waves be calm,
        Quiet me!

__Whitelaw Saunders

Contemporary Kansas Poetry
Helen Rhoda Hoopes
page 102
(Kansas City: Joseph D. Havens Company. 1927)

 
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