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The Whistle Of The Wind

Updated on April 24, 2014

Howling In The Background

How quickly the wind can make an appearance

Giving it's all

Louder than normal

Making a strong presence front and center

Blowing huge trees

Rocking them from side to side

Like potato sticks shaken out of a can

Whipping any helpless leaves across the ground

Gently ringing my wind charm back and forth

Birds out of sight

Hiding from the force of the strong winds

The pools of air pressed against my window

Blowing tightly against the screen

Pressing it slowly in

A day of power and great strength

Reminding us nature can be gentle and fierce

The wind both beautiful and silent

Surrounding us on all sides at once

In the next minute sneaking away without notice

Not to be heard from again

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      Gypsy Rose Lee I love that the wind can come back again and again to remind us what fun it is to mess up our hair and blow things all around. Thank you so much for reading and sharing.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 3 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and beautiful. The wind certainly makes wonderful music.

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      ocfireflies Appreciating the wind and it's ability to do so many things almost effortlessly.Nellieanna Sometimes the wind tickles my face lightly cooling me off at the same time. What a marvelous feeling. Also when I was young I remember climbing trees and letting the wind blow me in each direction as I held on tight. For an instant I felt like I was flying above the world I know. To see and feel the wind that has not changed in all these years where everything else has.Thank you both for your lovely comments and may you both have a day to cherish and enjoy.

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      Nellieanna Hay 3 years ago from TEXAS

      The wind carries many memories from one's youth. I'm thinking of some of mine brought to mind from having read your charming poem!

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      Nellieanna Hay 3 years ago from TEXAS

      Ah, yes - the wind with its ominous powers and its gentle caress. . .

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      ocfireflies 3 years ago from North Carolina

      The wind is a force and your poem beautifully demonstrates that power. V+ for sure.

      Kim

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      travmaj We take it for granted and many times don't see ho wonderful it is.Thank you so much for reading and seeing deeper into the wind.

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      travmaj 3 years ago from australia

      I agree, the wind can be all powerful and then calms. Like issues in life really.

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      Minnetonka Twin I can see you now having a wonderful day.Thank you for reading and sharing.

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      Linda Rogers 3 years ago from Minnesota

      I agree with you DREAM ON- nothing like a beautiful breeze, especially when I'm driving in my convertible and I feel so care-free. Have a great day my friend.

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      DREAM ON 3 years ago

      MsDora There is nothing like a beautiful breeze that lifts my spirits as well as all my hair. Then when a strong wind comes I can't believe I actually have to hold on to something to keep from falling over. Thank you so much for reading and sharing more thoughts of wonder.

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      Dora Isaac Weithers 3 years ago from The Caribbean

      I really like this--the message and the poetic form. The wind leaves us to wonder where it came from and where it went. Meanwhile it is doing what it does best. Will our work be noticed when we're gone? Thanks.