Miranda, a character in "The Tempest"...

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Sharon Hughes (1997)
 
The Tempest
 
Wind blowing the trees;
leaning with her force
Being made to bend, the
khamsin shows no remorse.
 
Reaping havoc as it passes;
not stopping to greet.
Whistling as she works,
subversion at her feet.
 
A subtle breeze remaining;
whispering sweet nothings.
The whirlwind shows no shame;
the tempest scampers, laughing!
 
 
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