Poems About Wind Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about wind seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
missjem56
Poem Published
28th Oct 2023 4:01pm
28th Oct 2023 4:01pm
Day Tripped!
For before four, came to the fore
I went on a mystery tour
It was at ten to ten
When i arrived at Tenterten
Tentatively travelling
And traversing the town
It was wet, and windy
So i left with a frown
I then bought a ticket to Rye
Still wet, and windy
So i left with a sigh
Until i finally fell over
When visiting the White Cliff's of Dover
by Jemia
I went on a mystery tour
It was at ten to ten
When i arrived at Tenterten
Tentatively travelling
And traversing the town
It was wet, and windy
So i left with a frown
I then bought a ticket to Rye
Still wet, and windy
So i left with a sigh
Until i finally fell over
When visiting the White Cliff's of Dover
by Jemia
#rain
#wind
#funny #travel
#funny #travel
87 reads
0 Comments
sheepskinxtearaway
Poem Published
1st Oct 2023 5:49pm
1st Oct 2023 5:49pm
Storm Theory
Stormy
weather rarely
makes for a dull
afternoon. The greying
skies that most despise
illuminate each time the bolts
commune. The subsequent thunder
roars because it's startled by the lightening.
The clouds cry out as desire dies, it's distant
warning leaves them frightened. The first fork
strikes, holding hands with the branch that
breaks through canvas of green. The promise
of calm and the grounding of nature take
turns to intervene. A voice through clouds
and misty rain as good a comfort
as any....
weather rarely
makes for a dull
afternoon. The greying
skies that most despise
illuminate each time the bolts
commune. The subsequent thunder
roars because it's startled by the lightening.
The clouds cry out as desire dies, it's distant
warning leaves them frightened. The first fork
strikes, holding hands with the branch that
breaks through canvas of green. The promise
of calm and the grounding of nature take
turns to intervene. A voice through clouds
and misty rain as good a comfort
as any....
#identity
#rain
#storm #wind
#storm #wind
172 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
26th Aug 2023 2:07pm
26th Aug 2023 2:07pm
wrath of a lady
she woke me
with rage building in her throat
her deep seated rumble the first sign of trouble
shaking my bed with her anger
and I rose wiping sleep from my eyes
ready to hear her out
well accustomed to her moods
as she gathered momentum
I stood in awe at her fierce expression
but cautious
it is wise to be wary of her temperament
going from moaning
to weeping
to howling fury
stomping the ground with the weight of it
flashing skies of her eyes
lashing & dancing all around
threatening to drown
or burn...
with rage building in her throat
her deep seated rumble the first sign of trouble
shaking my bed with her anger
and I rose wiping sleep from my eyes
ready to hear her out
well accustomed to her moods
as she gathered momentum
I stood in awe at her fierce expression
but cautious
it is wise to be wary of her temperament
going from moaning
to weeping
to howling fury
stomping the ground with the weight of it
flashing skies of her eyes
lashing & dancing all around
threatening to drown
or burn...
#rain
#storm
#wind
#admiration
#respect
187 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
11th Jul 2023 11:49pm
11th Jul 2023 11:49pm
Floating (5-7-5 Haiku)
Windswept butterflies
A tapestry of colours
Float over meadows
by Jemia
A tapestry of colours
Float over meadows
by Jemia
#flowers
#butterfly
#wind #nature
#wind #nature
149 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
11th Jul 2023 7:10pm
11th Jul 2023 7:10pm
Sunburst (Wind)
Smoke and mirrors unbalances the truth of the soul
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exult beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and spiritually weak and the promise to the...
Cleansing of the intellect is the rebirth as the Sun is to the rose
What fables can blind men speak
When questioning the presence of his purpose, yet dead minded to give hope in the deliverance of his speech
Trying to ignite the spark of conceivable notions when the heart is leaking and not at peace
His eyes cannot exult beyond Mt. Zion peaks
Where is your Holy Oil for the lost wandering sheep
Give universal rest for the mental weariness and spiritually weak and the promise to the...
#fire
#water
#wind
#rebirth
#spiritual
511 reads
5 Comments
CanDyFloss_72Monet
Poem Published
7th Jun 2023 10:36pm
7th Jun 2023 10:36pm
I remain
Just like the roots of a tree,adapting through all kinds of matter.
I remain;calm,strong and grounded,whatever the weather.
© CandyFlossMonet. June 2023
I remain;calm,strong and grounded,whatever the weather.
© CandyFlossMonet. June 2023
#love
#rain
#storm
#wind
#snow
141 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2023 8:34pm
2nd Jun 2023 8:34pm
Navigating His Alluring Wind Songs
The taste of his aura knows my name
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
He whispers to me as he brushes past my lips to softly claim
His strong gust blows my emotions away
Raising my skirt wherever he wants to play
Gently kissing every hair strand, faint caresses to my face
No other force of nature gets that privilege to invade my personal space
Unintentionally letting me know the shadows of his existence when the draft moves
My red ribbon floating in the wind, his souvenir from our just due
In the absence of his poetic affection ...
#wind
#spiritual
#metaphor
400 reads
4 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
14th May 2023 8:54pm
14th May 2023 8:54pm
Sibilate
Trees possess longings too.
For the ecstatic torment of a voracious
spring breeze.
For the whoosh and wobbling murmurings
of sun bright leaves.
Spring whispers her secrets to summer,
all her sultry needs.
For the ecstatic torment of a voracious
spring breeze.
For the whoosh and wobbling murmurings
of sun bright leaves.
Spring whispers her secrets to summer,
all her sultry needs.
#trees
#wind
#nature
259 reads
10 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
24th Apr 2023 1:06pm
24th Apr 2023 1:06pm
A Flatulating Tale of Research
24/30
A Flatulating Tale of Research
Why when I go looking for information
about eggplants, specifically speaking,
Fairytale Eggplants
found very little data
having nothing to do with cooking!!
I now know how to
Grill, Wok, Sauté, Roast, Bake, Deep Fry
the bulbous purplish vegetable
that is really a berry
Waaaaaay more info than I
wanted, bargained for
I did, however, come across a folktale
relating to breaking wind
something about a Golden Eggplant
and while trying to find ...
A Flatulating Tale of Research
Why when I go looking for information
about eggplants, specifically speaking,
Fairytale Eggplants
found very little data
having nothing to do with cooking!!
I now know how to
Grill, Wok, Sauté, Roast, Bake, Deep Fry
the bulbous purplish vegetable
that is really a berry
Waaaaaay more info than I
wanted, bargained for
I did, however, come across a folktale
relating to breaking wind
something about a Golden Eggplant
and while trying to find ...
#wind
#food
#NaPoWriMo2023
211 reads
0 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
31st Mar 2023 9:51pm
31st Mar 2023 9:51pm
Psithurism
whispering breezes move through the trees
softly singing in rustling leaves
on tip of tongue sounding like words
like the flapping of wings in a flock of birds
hush, whoosh, whistle and blow
sussurating as they go
murmuring something on the way
they keep moving, they can't stay...
molecules coalescing as one
like birds in the sky having some fun
weaving and diving past everything
invisible yet they seem to sing
a song that everybody knows
whispering something as the air blows
into the forest and through...
softly singing in rustling leaves
on tip of tongue sounding like words
like the flapping of wings in a flock of birds
hush, whoosh, whistle and blow
sussurating as they go
murmuring something on the way
they keep moving, they can't stay...
molecules coalescing as one
like birds in the sky having some fun
weaving and diving past everything
invisible yet they seem to sing
a song that everybody knows
whispering something as the air blows
into the forest and through...
#wind
#nature
309 reads
4 Comments
oskar
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 9:34am
18th Jan 2023 9:34am
storm
Storm
The waves in the storm raged Pacific Ocean waves became
deep ravines and tall mountains; in the binoculars, I saw
an American hangar ship, its massive deck was glistering iron
swept of all human activities, this was not a day for wars
The bulk vessel was returning from Japan, where a cargo of
scrap iron had been unloaded, so she was not so heavy in
the water; a good thing when she ploughed deep down
a watery valley, and the sea high above the ship, came
crashing down, but up she came quivering like a wet dog
As she climbed...
The waves in the storm raged Pacific Ocean waves became
deep ravines and tall mountains; in the binoculars, I saw
an American hangar ship, its massive deck was glistering iron
swept of all human activities, this was not a day for wars
The bulk vessel was returning from Japan, where a cargo of
scrap iron had been unloaded, so she was not so heavy in
the water; a good thing when she ploughed deep down
a watery valley, and the sea high above the ship, came
crashing down, but up she came quivering like a wet dog
As she climbed...
#rain
#storm
#rainbow
#wind
#snow
229 reads
0 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 10:17pm
15th Nov 2022 10:17pm
Weathered
The words
Were
Squeezed out
Like
A tight fart
They were windy
And quite wild
And smelt
Like a smelly child
Adults
Aren't any better
Just wetter
All
A bit
Like
Tomorrows weather forecast!
by Jemia
Were
Squeezed out
Like
A tight fart
They were windy
And quite wild
And smelt
Like a smelly child
Adults
Aren't any better
Just wetter
All
A bit
Like
Tomorrows weather forecast!
by Jemia
#wind
#nature
#funny
251 reads
3 Comments
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