I am the wind
tickling the tree tops
I am the wind
brushing green grass
I am the wind
whispering in your ear
I am the wind
blowing through your hair
I am the wind
warm and gentle
I am the wind
brash and bold
I am the wind
harsh and cold
I am the wind
reckless and wild
I am the wind
fierce and cruel
I am the wind
twisting destructive
I am the wind
taker of life
I am the wind
reluctantly dying
I am the wind
slowly subsiding
I am the wind
calming and slow
I am the wind
I've got places to go
beautiful Eric!
ReplyDeleteThat totally blows! (har har har)
ReplyDeleteI loved it. The cadence and the energy dwindling from it as I read it. Very nice. Very dynamic.
nicely played eric...do we blame the wind for where it blows?
ReplyDeleteI so relate to this poem as we lived for 3 years in a house overlooking Little Traverse Bay in Petoskey. The wind roared and crept by us, day and night. When we were moving in, we watched tornado clouds approach from the water and pass over our house. It did strike downtown Boyne City! Yes, I know all about wind. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThat's excellent!
ReplyDeleteWe each can be so many things; so many that seem the same, but are not.
ReplyDeleteExcellent journey!
ReplyDeleteyeah - you can't see it - and yet - so many faces - quite the ode to the wind eric
ReplyDeleteLoved it much, and you needn't pay the penny as the pleasure was all mine! :)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful, remided me of a song we used to sing when we were little translated into English "the tickling wind feels all loves all and tells nothing!" We welsh are odd people...
ReplyDeleteVery nice Eric!
ReplyDelete"...reluctantly dying / ...slowly subsiding / ....calming and slow" Really great job ending this poem to fit the way wind calms down before you have it pick up and leave in the final line.
ReplyDeleteVery nice combination of form & concept.
The wind is a wondrous element, nicely said, Eric.
ReplyDeletePamela
and we wouldn't have you any other way :)
ReplyDeleteyou're the wind
ReplyDeletetaking us away
you're the wind
allowing us to breathe
you're the wind
setting words free
Peace, hp
Yes, the wind is always moving and has somewhere it needs to go...bkm
ReplyDeleteAt first, I was like what-no that the wind was dying. Then I realized what you were doing and loved it. The first line will stick with me forever. :)
ReplyDeleteA wonderful portrayal of the wind Eric. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteAnita.
Thank you everybody! :)
ReplyDeleteYour comments are a big reason why I write.
Be a hurricane!
ReplyDeleteYou gave us a lot to think about... the wind is something often ignored.
ReplyDeleteHi Eric
ReplyDeleteSo soft and simple and yet very beautiful flow.. I liked the lyrical quality of it...
Thanks for sharing...
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Om Shanti Om
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Here in the desert, the winds can be fierce. I've often thought of wrting about it. No need to now. Your poem expresses the many facets of nature's truth.
ReplyDeleteEric, I wanted you to know that I loved the poem, "Earth Mother's Song" in the poets united anthology. Your poem is one of my favorites. It lends the book the quality of true art.
It seems so musical. Like a song...
ReplyDeletean ordinary moment
Oh yeah. I wouldn't want to stand in teh way of the wind when it blows.
ReplyDeleteA fundamental forces of nature...the wind...and this piece. Vb
ReplyDeleteA beautiful one.
ReplyDeleteOh yea.. many facets to this amazing force.. sometimes gentle, sometimes fierce!! All we can do is appreciate and respect this beauty...
ReplyDeleteVery nicely put, Eric!!
What a free flowing windy poem this one is!
ReplyDeleteI feel caressed by its breeze already :)
Hugs xxx