Garth Rakumakoe

The Wind Knows

In the calm, invisible stare

of silence on a breeze-less day

I wonder, is this clarity a sprout?

Is it a fruit, borne of contentment?

an ominous sign maybe

 

Has the troubled wind wept to sleep?

Does peace abound

the vacant visitor's chair?

of hearts' feeble whispers

or is it a victory to deceit?

 

Throughout the chapters of ages

the wind has told

all prophecies of time

To us it is better acquainted

better than you and I

 

The wind knows him by name

our love child of selfish passions

pretenses, hatred and affection feigned

When we trusted, when we betrayed

It knows our daily aimless stray

between darkness and light

and hosts the most hidden of secrets

rumors and truths, dead and alive

 

From the murmurs of souls and spirits

in the wind they confide

for what better trusted a friend

than one merely passing by?

 

Amid the blizzards of life

it shields the candle and bears omen

A redemption hope for the night

the eve the savior comes

Needing no sun and no moon

all sin hurricanes meet its eye

 

We see its turmoil of dust

and witness the tug of contemplation

when its innermost being lights aflame

only to call this uproar in its swirl

but a windy day

Comments6

  • dusk arising

    The wind shields a flame LOL ... you got carried away there .... and no wonder, this is a wonderful flowing poem which catches the imagination and lifts memories of each well painted scene. Good one.

    • Garth Rakumakoe

      Hi. I use that as phrase as a figure of speech. Impossible speech... Hearts break everyday though they're not fragile. I welcome your opinion and compliment. Thanks for popping by.

    • L. B. Mek

      'of hearts' feeble whispers
      or is it a victory to deceit?

      Throughout the chapters of ages
      the wind has told
      all prophecies of time
      To us it is better acquainted
      better than you and I'..
      simply Brilliant,
      like Dusk complimented, this is such a free flowing rhythmic write
      a decadently sumptuous
      poetic, reading experience
      (what a gift
      thank you, dear Poet)

      • Garth Rakumakoe

        Thank you fellow writer. Much appreciated.

      • Teddy.15

        A hurricane of word play I'll say. Wow Garth
        Utterly beautiful 💖

        • Garth Rakumakoe

          You're so supportive and kind fellow poet. I cannot thank you enough. Many many thanks 🙂

        • Robert Haigh

          Very poetically expressed, Garth. The wind lends itself to poetic imagery and metaphor very well. But it takes a skilled wordsmith to weave a magic carpet like this!

          • Garth Rakumakoe

            Thank you Mr Haigh. I take inspiration from your kind words sir.

          • yellowrose

            Very good ) I liked the read .., interesting and engaging , 🙂

            • Garth Rakumakoe

              I'm glad you find it engaging. Many thanks fellow writer.

            • Paul Bell

              I suppose this could be a poem about expression. The human and the wind at that time pushing through the day fighting the obstacles in the way.

              • Garth Rakumakoe

                Absolutely. It's a very relevant interpretation Mr Bell. Thank you for lending your time sir.



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