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.
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
283 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
182 reads
8 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
#wind
#art
#romantic
473 reads
24 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
644 reads
2 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 2:35am
24th Nov 2024 2:35am
November
The slow roll of the twilight gray
comes to kiss the day away
in nimbostratus billow sky
and silhouettes for every eye
of leafless branch and naked twig
in lumber slumber for the sprig...
we hope to see, come what may,
after winter has had its say.
comes to kiss the day away
in nimbostratus billow sky
and silhouettes for every eye
of leafless branch and naked twig
in lumber slumber for the sprig...
we hope to see, come what may,
after winter has had its say.
#wind
133 reads
8 Comments
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
470 reads
3 Comments
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
935 reads
10 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 1:58am
2nd Jul 2024 1:58am
July
The swish and hiss,
the secrets of the summer trees.
As the breeze's bliss
ruffles sun baked naked leaves.
Radiant electric blue sky.
Neon rogue clouds
hold dreams in refusal to die.
The first day of July,
was a gusty blustery day.
Sometimes,
there exists no why.
Just a way.
the secrets of the summer trees.
As the breeze's bliss
ruffles sun baked naked leaves.
Radiant electric blue sky.
Neon rogue clouds
hold dreams in refusal to die.
The first day of July,
was a gusty blustery day.
Sometimes,
there exists no why.
Just a way.
#sky
#summer
#wind
152 reads
19 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
5th Nov 2024 2:56pm
5th Nov 2024 2:56pm
maple leaves
at first,
just a
thought
of falling,
happy
now as
they lay,
unfaded,
but with
a whisper
from a
bitter wind,
it took
hands
that could
reach me
and
separated
us.
just a
thought
of falling,
happy
now as
they lay,
unfaded,
but with
a whisper
from a
bitter wind,
it took
hands
that could
reach me
and
separated
us.
#fall
#nature
#trees #wind
#trees #wind
71 reads
8 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 10:33am
26th Nov 2024 10:33am
Baby Birds Bound
Beneath the black rainbow shadows hide
in the space where dreams and fears collide.
Balls and globes, spinning in the dark,
soap bubbles reflecting a fleeting spark.
A spectrum shrouded in an eerie hue.
Unseen colors in a night’s dew.
Not ready to fly, grounded wings,
bound by the weight of untold things.
In the silence echoes of tomorrow
wrapped in a cocoon of quiet sorrow.
The black rainbow, a solemn arc,
marking paths through the uncharted dark.
Fragile hopes like bubbles rise
yet fall back not...
in the space where dreams and fears collide.
Balls and globes, spinning in the dark,
soap bubbles reflecting a fleeting spark.
A spectrum shrouded in an eerie hue.
Unseen colors in a night’s dew.
Not ready to fly, grounded wings,
bound by the weight of untold things.
In the silence echoes of tomorrow
wrapped in a cocoon of quiet sorrow.
The black rainbow, a solemn arc,
marking paths through the uncharted dark.
Fragile hopes like bubbles rise
yet fall back not...
#birds
#mirror
#tradition
#wind
#winter
49 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
16th Jul 2024 5:27pm
16th Jul 2024 5:27pm
Bowing Unto Grace Of A Serenity Warrior
That superior light can travel your cerebrum to the third Heavens, given of its ancient stories to tell
Open your cognizance awareness, close your eyes, mortals imagine through my words, Hell
There is nothing to amuse but darkness and the feel of its silhouetted heat
Cries of forgotten humanity, if you remain, being slaughtered daily, roasted like raw meat
Since the beginning of times
Seconds and minutes of the clock have turned by the Creator’s chimes
...
Open your cognizance awareness, close your eyes, mortals imagine through my words, Hell
There is nothing to amuse but darkness and the feel of its silhouetted heat
Cries of forgotten humanity, if you remain, being slaughtered daily, roasted like raw meat
Since the beginning of times
Seconds and minutes of the clock have turned by the Creator’s chimes
...
#moon
#spiritual
#sun
#water
#wind
291 reads
9 Comments
poeticdelight
Hamid
Hamid
Poem Published
24th May 2024 8:56pm
24th May 2024 8:56pm
When The Small Rivers Overflow
In the deep little valley i live
centered within mountain hills
in winter the rivers flow
the flood brings lethal chill
The winters are no more boon
the summers too; no less heat
seasons frequently do overlap
they can, even in one day meet
An eerie area, an oddity spot
where today's sheep is morrow's wolf
and the morning is sunny and hot
the ev'ning turns cold like tomb
When morning is sweaty and dull
the afternoon is stormy and...
centered within mountain hills
in winter the rivers flow
the flood brings lethal chill
The winters are no more boon
the summers too; no less heat
seasons frequently do overlap
they can, even in one day meet
An eerie area, an oddity spot
where today's sheep is morrow's wolf
and the morning is sunny and hot
the ev'ning turns cold like tomb
When morning is sweaty and dull
the afternoon is stormy and...
#rain
#storm
#wind
128 reads
2 Comments
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