There's nothing in the night like the sound of the wind

Alan .S. Jeeves

When all the land is in repose

There is a noise, as nightfall shows,

A noise to stir the sinews of your mind.

And so, who hear it at its best,

(Who know its sound, as others rest)

May thank the lord, he made it for mankind.


She hums and blows her gentle breezes,

She comes and goes just as she pleases,

Purrs pastoral verses as her theme;

And when the twilight tones the air,

Then, striking strains are ever there

For one an' all who worship her esteem.


Her voice caresses mighty trees,

And bends their limbs with awesome ease,

Oaks submit and beeches stand-a-quiver.

She stings their leaves when passing through,

The, sings a chorus, just for you,

A symphony so shrill it makes you shiver.


At times, if anger should prevail,

She tests her truth and blows a gale,

She proves the very essence of her skill.

She musters substance all around,

Her lusty bluster puffs, profound,

She punishes the ground with all her will.


But she deems it's daylight soon

So, she chants a discrete tune

And gifts a temperate ballad, gladly bright;

And when the storm departs the earth

She whistles warm for all she's worth;

There's no sound like the wind makes in the night.



  • Author: ASJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2019 05:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: When I was small (8-9-10 yrs.) I spent lots of time on a farm. The farm still worked horses at that time and I loved them. They were stabled in a barn with individual stalls and in the summer I could spend the whole night with them and sleep in the hay loft. On occasions when I have recounted this story as an adult people often ask if I was ever frightened, especially when the wind was blowing a gale. I always reply "Frightened of what?". In the end I wrote this poem to explain. Dedicated to all who care to read the words and to Poetic Dan. There's no reason to be frightened of the wind, alike with most of us, all she asks is a little respect. ASJ
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