Poems About Wind by Top Critiquers
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Poems about wind by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
TheOralizer
Poem Published
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
28th Aug 2020 2:43pm
MY FAVORITE RAINBOW COLOR
As the storm rages
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
and the billows roar
and the wind sings
its own songs;
as promised the storm
passes, the sky starts
to clear, the birds begin
to sing and harvest their meal;
and there, as promised,
is the rainbow with its
amazing hues: yellow, green,
crimson, and blue all perfectly
painted by the hands of nature;
as the sun shines behind the
rare work of art, I am fascinated
by my favorite color, blue...why?
I'll tell you why after the next storm.
#rain
#storm
#rainbow #wind
#rainbow #wind
372 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Mar 2022 9:17pm
18th Mar 2022 9:17pm
Raphium Series~the horses
I'm in my element
cool breeze shifting within me
I touch the sky and breath with relief
the ozone herself welcomes her terrestrial child
taking flight I rise
seeking the others, darklings of the air
northern winds transport me to exotic lands
where I watch the deserts open up before me
vast expanses, I trip then have visions
a black stallion races
I look heavenward and see the horses riding with him
the moon pregnant with grief
gives birth to renewal
the tides are changing
and the waters of red explain something...
cool breeze shifting within me
I touch the sky and breath with relief
the ozone herself welcomes her terrestrial child
taking flight I rise
seeking the others, darklings of the air
northern winds transport me to exotic lands
where I watch the deserts open up before me
vast expanses, I trip then have visions
a black stallion races
I look heavenward and see the horses riding with him
the moon pregnant with grief
gives birth to renewal
the tides are changing
and the waters of red explain something...
#wind
#angels
#desert
214 reads
2 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
161 reads
10 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Aug 2023 7:38pm
30th Aug 2023 7:38pm
Within The Comfort Of Proverbs May You Find Peace
Upon the Creator’s image who belays this planet and rejoices in the demise of his superficial heart
Is a lost man to his own soul begging for redemption in the Sovereign dust to dark
To lay upon the thistles of his deferred dreams
Rich hands, empty offerings of soothing balm in the nature of his being
In the dense of his sanctuary, the intellect kneels for the reprieve of earth
Does not the soul in chaos still strive for rebirth
We struggle in our daily endeavors to find perfection in the evolution of the day
No seconds is promised in...
Is a lost man to his own soul begging for redemption in the Sovereign dust to dark
To lay upon the thistles of his deferred dreams
Rich hands, empty offerings of soothing balm in the nature of his being
In the dense of his sanctuary, the intellect kneels for the reprieve of earth
Does not the soul in chaos still strive for rebirth
We struggle in our daily endeavors to find perfection in the evolution of the day
No seconds is promised in...
#sun
#rain
#storm
#water
#wind
267 reads
wallyroo92
Poem Published
4th Apr 2019 7:26pm
4th Apr 2019 7:26pm
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
801 reads
10 Comments
Bluevelvete
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 2:16pm
28th Sep 2022 2:16pm
Waiting is the hardest part
I run across the heated sand
aware of the tides
wave after wave
inch their crashes closer... bigger
towards an anxious shore
Winds whip to carve scars
deep within the water's edge
strength barrels ahead
rip tides cut dangerous
out of sight— it lies in wait.
The wind in the leaves
is it's only tell.
Blue beckons grey graphite to iron
sometimes nearer,
skies glow an orangeish hue
humidity mixes with dense pressure
a strange feeling
to prepare
to encompass
Last...
aware of the tides
wave after wave
inch their crashes closer... bigger
towards an anxious shore
Winds whip to carve scars
deep within the water's edge
strength barrels ahead
rip tides cut dangerous
out of sight— it lies in wait.
The wind in the leaves
is it's only tell.
Blue beckons grey graphite to iron
sometimes nearer,
skies glow an orangeish hue
humidity mixes with dense pressure
a strange feeling
to prepare
to encompass
Last...
#rain
#storm
#wind
#nature
#metaphor
783 reads
81 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
29th Sep 2019 11:32pm
29th Sep 2019 11:32pm
REMEMBERING THE RAIN FALLS
As i sit here and watch the rain fall silently from the sky as my mind wonders with the sound as it beats upon the ground, bringing music to my soul filling it with tranquilness of peaceful thoughts to my soul and mind.
...
...
#rain
#storm
#wind
550 reads
2 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
26th Apr 2023 8:21pm
26th Apr 2023 8:21pm
first radiation
The light of dawn came
Life with the soft, glowing colors of a new day
The rising sun each day bathes the shoreline with ethereal light
The darkness recedes like shades of yellow
And an orange bolt across the sky heralds the coming of the sun as it twinkles
At the edge of the world still wearing a black velvet night blanket
Sun-kissed weathered rocks with the murmur of an ebb tide
Misty water weaves its way through the cracks in ethereal ribbons that flow effortlessly
In a slow, hypnotic ballet where every new day is born
It's a front row...
Life with the soft, glowing colors of a new day
The rising sun each day bathes the shoreline with ethereal light
The darkness recedes like shades of yellow
And an orange bolt across the sky heralds the coming of the sun as it twinkles
At the edge of the world still wearing a black velvet night blanket
Sun-kissed weathered rocks with the murmur of an ebb tide
Misty water weaves its way through the cracks in ethereal ribbons that flow effortlessly
In a slow, hypnotic ballet where every new day is born
It's a front row...
#sea
#beach
#morning #wind
#morning #wind
151 reads
2 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
6th Dec 2021 1:36pm
6th Dec 2021 1:36pm
Scarf on a Winter's Day Updated .....
She looks at her phone
45 degrees and windy
Radiant in her long black coat
She selects this scarf
It complements her long blonde hair
Warmth provided in fabric and color
Ravishing as she walks the avenue
45 degrees and windy
Radiant in her long black coat
She selects this scarf
It complements her long blonde hair
Warmth provided in fabric and color
Ravishing as she walks the avenue
#romantic
#wind
#art
385 reads
24 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
23rd Sep 2023 2:29pm
23rd Sep 2023 2:29pm
Forecast
The best skies are partly cloudy,
Or partly clear, if you prefer,
As happenstance may be rowdy
And clarity a saboteur
Where turbulence is hard to see
When pressure stokes invisible...
To then commence chaotically
Like something metabolizable,
As when the sky seems most alive;
A vibrant essence to the air
Allowing thought itself to thrive
Like pride upon a foolish dare
Which huffs and puffs before it blows...
A fresh iota from Zephyr's nose!
Or partly clear, if you prefer,
As happenstance may be rowdy
And clarity a saboteur
Where turbulence is hard to see
When pressure stokes invisible...
To then commence chaotically
Like something metabolizable,
As when the sky seems most alive;
A vibrant essence to the air
Allowing thought itself to thrive
Like pride upon a foolish dare
Which huffs and puffs before it blows...
A fresh iota from Zephyr's nose!
#rain
#wind
60 reads
10 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
71 reads
8 Comments
Abracadabra
Poem Published
13th Jan 2023 8:29pm
13th Jan 2023 8:29pm
Ashore & Adrift
Maybe I'm a square peg
in a round hole
who never could settle on dry land
I should have been born
in a bygone age
when you could sail
around the world
for a dollar a day
A time when old Neptune
knew his place
the trade winds followed the rules
and no out of season
hurricanes
ever shook up the bay
They tell me it is what it is
whatever the hell that means
but I still like salt in my tea
in a round hole
who never could settle on dry land
I should have been born
in a bygone age
when you could sail
around the world
for a dollar a day
A time when old Neptune
knew his place
the trade winds followed the rules
and no out of season
hurricanes
ever shook up the bay
They tell me it is what it is
whatever the hell that means
but I still like salt in my tea
#sea
#rain
#wind
103 reads
0 Comments
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