Poems About: WIND

A CHILD'S SONG
There sits a piper on the hill
Who pipes the livelong day,
And when he pipes both loud and shrill, read more »

I felt the blowing of the wind
As it entered my breadth from deep within
It entered my soul, and then wouldn't let go
It is the wind, from whence life begins. read more »

You are the wind on a hot summer’s day
That cools off the air
Surrounding my body
You are the wind in my hair read more »

Wind doesn't always topple trees
and shake houses to pieces.

Wind plays read more »

Sometimes wind moves in secret
Like a lover or a moon
Sometimes a board will answer
Or a shutter or a loon read more »

I have seen the wind through its invisibility
Sometimes I see the wind when it shows itself to me.

Sometimes the wind is brown and gritty and forms in twists and spires read more »

I’m more than a little lost and found
But this town, it is dead
And there’s to many hypocrisies in my head
And it just wind, wind, unwinds me out read more »

O' wind beautiful wind
I want to see you

Where you come from where you go read more »

No one can tell me
Nobody knows
Where the wind comes from
Or where the wind goes read more »

The wind is blowing through the trees
not a soft and peaceful breeze
The wind is harsh and seems not to stop
a silent war between thus read more »

The wind
the wind is soft
but sometimes the wind is hard
when i think i of you read more »

"Four winds blowing through the sky,
You have seen poor maidens die,
Tell me then what I shall do
That my lover may be true." read more »