A lot of wind

sorenbarrett

One day, far away, the wind began to blow
Though it didn’t last long, it was so strong, the river upstream did flow
Backward bound, the mill unground flour into wheat
Blown out of the ground. post holes were found rolling by my feet
They only stopped, when they popped, so I put them in the pocket of my shirt
But without their stuffing, they’re good for nothing, they won’t even hold dirt
Flying around, parallel to the ground the rain struck a cliff made of shale
It soon did make, a vertical lake held in place by the force of the gale
Then with all it’s might, the wind bent the light, at right angles I was told
Though still bright, the beam of my flashlight, buckles at its fold
With nails I pined, the edges of the wind, so it couldn’t get away
Now I rent the gale, to those who want to sail, up till this very day

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  • Salvia.S

    Wonderful!

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you Salvia for the read and the word of encouragement it is most appreciated

    • dimpy

      good writing

    • Thomas W Case

      Beautiful work. Full of power.

      • sorenbarrett

        Thanks so much Thomas your review and encouragement is most appreciated

      • Victor Bolshov

        Holy Carroll! Innit something?! This one's probably the best I read here so far. Surrealistic, rich imagery. The idea of a storm that comes in as a constructive force (mills flour, holds a whole lake in place, all at right angles!) - is brilliant. It's like this is the storm of very reason!

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks so much Victor my uncle was quite a story teller and as a kid spent many an hour listening to his tales.

        • Teddy.15

          A story teller, how truly wonderful and in all this imagery a very windy journey absolutely magical last stanza 🌹 I'll be wanting to rent it too. 🌬️

          • sorenbarrett

            Thanks so much Teddy as a child my uncle would entertain us with his tales and having gone through many a hurricane, lived by tornadoes paths and had them miss my house by only a block I thought tall tales of wind would be appropriate. This is an older one I have dusted off. Thanks so much for the review and kind words appreciated as always my friend

          • David Wakeling

            an amazing tale of the wind creating havoc, An enjoyable read.Excellent

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks so much David for the read. Like fishing tales some stories grow with each telling.

            • Friendship

              Beautifully crafted, the "vertical lake held in place by the force of the gale" powerfully symbolizes life's unpredictable journey, where natural forces shape our paths. The poem inspires reflection on life's twists and turns, and how external forces can transform and elevate human existence. It also celebrates the human spirit's capacity for resilience and adaptation in the face of nature's awe-inspiring power.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thank you for your read and interpretation. Your comments are always appreciated. If my uncle were alive I would have to ask him what metaphor he intended when he told us these stories.

              • Tony36

                Excellent write

                • sorenbarrett

                  Thanks so much Tony appreciate the read and comment

                  • Tony36

                    You're welcome

                  • hzugman

                    Good write. Brings up the question does time flow both ways.

                    • sorenbarrett

                      I'm sure it does but I haven't caught the back draft yet. Thanks so much for the read and comment

                    • MDStone

                      I hasten to say, I was blown away! Great story with vivid expression. For a moment it brought back that childlike imagination. Thoroughly enjoyed it.

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks so much for the read and your comment. Yes that was what brought it on memories of my uncle telling us stories as a child.

                      • Tristan Robert Lange

                        I believe every family must have a great storyteller. Perhaps not, but that is hard to imagine. Mine has had a few. This was such a wonderful write that I am sure is a fitting tribute to your Uncle. Well done, Soren! 🌹👏

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thanks Tristan I always appreciate your comments. I believe before poetry were stories and poetry was invented to pass them down in a more accurate form and without distortion. Think of Homer. Thanks so much.

                          • Tristan Robert Lange

                            What an Interesting, thought-provoking theory. Certainly story and song and poetry have a long and intertwined history together. You are most welcome, my friend.

                          • Goldfinch60

                            We must all keep sailing in our lives soren no matter which way we go.

                            Andy

                            • sorenbarrett

                              Thanks Andy for the read. Back to the wind I say.

                            • Reynaldo Casison

                              Nice one Soren

                              Reflective and surreal
                              Like the light and wind

                              • sorenbarrett

                                Thanks so much Reynaldo it is most appreciated.



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