Fay Slimm.

Captured.

 

 

Captured.

 

The wind sees naught.
All birds approach migration
with caution for blown off-site
means extra flight being fraught.

The wind hurls darts.
Gale's lash stirs great waves, 
evokes massed breakers to aim
fearsome danger at sailors' hearts. 

The wind splits homes.
With fury's rush it entraps
village folk as it lifts the latches
rips roofs and holes walls of stone. 

Yet wind is captured.
In the mill's unyielding sails  
its force writhes against slavery
when caught inside water paddles.  

Comments5

  • orchidee

    A fine write Fay. Erm, not quite a life on the ocean wave for me. More of a paddle in the pond at the back of the Co-op! lol.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Thanks Orchi - paddles in ponds are allowed when its hot...............

    • dusk arising

      Your mention of slavery opened up a whole new reading of this piece for me today.
      It is as if mankind's power is akin too the power of the wind. Yes great physical strength to achieve such wonders as the pyramids and great mental strength to achieve freedom, aid, charity and justice where it is needed.
      Perhaps not a perfect interpretation of your intent but it's an imperfect world in which we strive.

      • Fay Slimm.

        My friend your interpretation of the verse called Captured is nearer the mark than you think as I had the metaphor in mind before the poem was written and hoped the comparison would be seen by some readers........ thank you for your continued support D.A.

      • Michael Edwards

        Your work is so annoyingly consistent in quality - how do you do it?
        I'm jealous !!

        • Fay Slimm.

          Ha - I fear I am too verbose my friend - - your own talent Michael shines in both artwork and versing -- - how often I have tried a three liner and got so frustrated. Glad you liked Captured however and thanks for that compliment ..............

        • MendedFences27

          This is a fine take on one of Nature's great forces. We try to harness its power in sails and mills, but only meekly succeed. Unleashed it becomes wild and destructive.
          You have "Captured" it many iterations with such great wording, that your poem must become a favorite. - Phil A.

          • Fay Slimm.

            An honour dear Phil to find Captured in your list of favourites - - yes to harness the forces of wind is quite an achievement for as long as it stays more a breeze- - but unleashed is sure can do harm.

          • Goldfinch60

            That wind in our world can be so helpful and so destructive but its power can be used to do so much good.

            Andy

            • Fay Slimm.

              True dear Andy - the wind can be friend or mightu foe. - thank you so much for your visit and read of Captured.



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