And The Wind Blows.

Goldfinch60



And the wind blows,

The clouds scud by

As in a race to eternity.

 

And the wind blows,

The trees bend

Lashing out to the world.

 

And the wind blows,

The sea rises

Into waves of wonder.

 

And the wind blows,

Causing the corn

To thrash in the field.

 

And the wind blows,

I get on my bike

And ride nowhere.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 21st, 2021 01:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit o' fun. I have a great deal of respect for Joan Chamarro who is bringing us jazz from young performers - jazz will never die.
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 42
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek, Accidental Poet
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  • orchidee

    Good write Gold.

  • Neville

    this is so much more than just a bit o fun my golden friend ... I could read, listen and enjoy any day of the week ..

    this is simply super sir and all that jazz ....

    Neville

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you Neville, much appreciated.

      Andy

    • L. B. Mek

      wonderful, simply
      thanks Andy

    • dusk arising

      And the wind blows
      as I sit in the bathroom
      staring at the washbasin.

      Love the sound of that quartet (but theyre not quite polished at that style of jazz yet). Names to watch out for in years ahead.
      Sound is reminiscent of a lot of ECM jazz recordings who use similar groupings.

      Excellent poetry.

      • Goldfinch60

        Thank you da.

        Yes they need to polish it up but they are young and will be there in times ahead.

      • Dove

        Lovely! Just don’t fall! I love the wind too

        • Goldfinch60

          I won't fall Dove, I'll just lean into it with a bit more strength.

          Andy

        • Doggerel Dave

          The clouds, the trees, the sea, the waves of corn..all provoked rich memories - thanks, Andy.
          The bike? Ahh the bike...rode one for years - try bottom gear...No good? Plan a trip in the opposite direction and hope the bloody wind has exhausted itself by the time you have to get home....

          • Goldfinch60

            Thanks Dave, memories are so important in our lives.

            I can but hope.

            Andy

          • Accidental Poet

            Excellent writing Andy. And the jazz video I thought was wonderful. Very talented musicians. And what I wouldn't give to be able to play guitar like that. ; )

            • Goldfinch60

              Thank you AP.
              I used to play trumpet in a swing band and we had some super young people in that, it is so good to see youngsters keeping jazz alive.

              Andy

              • Accidental Poet

                When I was in the 4th grade, they introduced us to the ideas of learning to play an instrument and I had wanted to play the trumpet after hearing Herb Alpert & his Tijuana Brass band. But my parents would have none of it. "We're not listening to that racket in this house!" LOL. Oh well. ; )



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