September 29, 2017
About the author : Earth to Ethereal: Eclectic and Eccentric, Spiritual and Sublime When it comes right down to it, I guess I just really enjoy sharing the human experience, whether through writing stories and poems which, hopefully, resonate with readers or by following the path to a simpler, more earth-friendly lifestyle. Thanks for sharing the experience with me!
I love the wind. Love it as long as it’s not so icy cold that it bites your skin (and even then, if I’m in the mood, I find it thrilling). Love it as long as it doesn’t threaten with tremendous gusts (and then, as long as no terrible harm is done, it leaves me awed). The winds I love best, though, are the warm, light breezes–so soft you have to close your eyes to feel them–and the wild winds, the ones that run ahead of the storm, chasing their own tails and blowing your hair every which way at once.
But enough about me and my wind infatuation, here are some poets’ thoughts on the subject:
What syllable are you seeking,
In the distances of sleep?
Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
Make the settled snowbank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate’er you do tonight,
Bathe my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks
Like a hermit’s crucifix;
Burst into my narrow stall;
Swing the picture on the wall;
Run the rattling pages o’er;
Scatter poems on the floor;
Turn the poet out of door.
Thanks for stopping by and braving the winds with me! Sending you wishes for a weekend full of happy moments and soft breezes!