As I stand on this desolate heath
Upon this sea of green
My friend the wind comes running by
And shouts out follow me
I breathe him in and feel his life
Waking up my soul
So off I run upon this field
With the wind, my friend, in tow
With childlike abandon
And no restraint
The wind is running free
And me beside him keeping up
Wondering what we’ll see
A sudden flourish of colour and wing
And a trill of noise and song
A skylark raises from the brushes
Chirping on and on
This little bird belies the strength
And courage of his heart
He sings for all the world to see
That he’s braver than anyone
But then the wind tugs at my arm
And off we go again
Two friends together
Dancing and laughing
Simply having fun
Oh how I wish I could describe to you
Everything we see
For the wind brings life and movement
Upon this sea of green
So my friend has a request to ask of you
To go and visit him one day
Because of all the things that he could show you
He will show you how to play
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Author:
Saxon Crow (
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Reading your words today brought back a feeling of childhood freedom... "racing with the wind and the feeling that i'm free" (Steppenwolf - Born to be wild).
Yep, the way you wrote this i was with you feeling the wind rattling my shirt sleeves as i ran through the long grass chafing my bare legs (short trousers).
But as i got older that wind became a lazy wind. Too lazy to go around me, it went straight through me.
Ahh the dreaded cold chill wind!!! There's a poem waiting to happen!
Loud applause for your brilliant portrayal of what happens when we yield to the invite and run with the wind. A delightful flow to this read my friend.
Thanks Fay. Although if today is anything to go by I'd rather be snug in a blanket, indoors, with the heating on... and a hot water bottle
A fine write Crow. Ahh, I thought this was gonna be about you eating too many baked beans or sprouts! lol.
To be fair Orchi i was tempted!
Great poem but I did have trouble reading it with the coloured background.
Damn that artistic eye of yours Mike!
So well written, Saxon. I was running right beside you.
Thanks Fred. However the reality is that id collapse after 10 yards!
The freedom of life when the wind shows you nature's way portrayed in wonderful words SC.
Andy
Thanks GF, much appreciated
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