Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 321 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

Wind! Blow! Gale! - Poem by Poetheart Morgan

I took part in a gale
the biggest of my life
strange atmospheric variation
coming so suddenly

What he did to me?
Ah! I remain with almost nothing

I say, that kind of wind,
start temperate
in the morning
kind a little cold a mist
a little tepid.
So smooth ~ not hear it ~

far in the day ~ it burns ~
whip more precisely

Night fall,
throw me to the ground
sometimes!

But, I, accustomed to the winds
and yours subtle moves
soon, felt on my chest
that i was adrift

Wind, blow, gale
comes sets from the north
bringing a restless and unexpected blow
a demanding heat!

cold and hot
goes, taking all around
hands and legs
making swirls

I had to ask to myself
Is it passed? Completely?

or

has to resigned to the will
to such voracity

Taking all and nothing rest
prevails and dominates
in its short period of times

strange wind!
Impatient wind!


comes from another time
and play with us


Poet's Notes about The Poem

I tried to do the best! Hope you like this translation!
Specially my friend and poet Altair Laahad, that knows Portuguese like no one!

Comments about Wind! Blow! Gale! by Poetheart Morgan

  • Gold Star - 7,758 Points Bri Edwards (12/7/2013 3:55:00 PM)

    gee, i just read the comments. this poem is about love? i suppose that's a good guess. as usual Poetheart's poems are not clear cut for me, BUT there is something about them, besides the poet(ess) , that i like quite a bit. so this was written by P in Portuguese and then translated for me/we? how nice to be able to please in two languages! ! ! i love the use of voracity, a word i wasn't sure of until i looked it up online. thanks for sharing. :) bri (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 208 Points R.j. Wynn (6/20/2013 2:50:00 PM)

    Good duality with good focus. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,070 Points Sekharan Pookkat (6/8/2013 8:55:00 AM)

    Cool breeze or Gale
    Red hot or Benumbing Cold
    Will never satisfy
    When your soul demands Love (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (6/8/2013 6:15:00 AM)

    Love's labours blowing hot & cold & blowing all over the place. A good write. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 6, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 1, 2013


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