for the coming of the wind

Frank Prem

I live in the house
of the song
of the wind

 

in darkness the gale
calls
and howls

 

~

 

I ride the black night
on the sound
of the wind

 

each cry lifts me
up
and beguiles

 

~

 

I spurn my sleep
I wait
for the wind

 

she sings me
a storm
lullaby

 

~

  • Author: Frank Prem (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 9th, 2017 00:11
  • Category: Surrealist
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Comments6

  • Michael Edwards

    What a beautiful write Frank - great work.

    • Frank Prem

      Thanks Michael. It's a favorite thing to listen to the wind.

    • Goldfinch60

      Super write Frank, the wind can play so many differing tunes.

      • Frank Prem

        Thanks GF. I love the wind howling around the house.may voices.

      • orchidee

        A fine write Frank.

        • Frank Prem

          Thanks O. CHeers.

        • Louis Gibbs

          Living in a hurricane subjected area, I have much respect for the power of the wind. Your poem is a fine tribute, Frank!

          • Frank Prem

            I read about the winds you have over your way Louis. I like mine better. They tend to whisper, rather than yell.

          • Accidental Poet

            Yes, the passion of the wind can sing softly and wild. Great poem Frank.

            • Frank Prem

              Thanks AP. I love the wind song

            • FredPeyer

              Our usual weather has the Trade Winds, blowing from East to West. Sometimes just a whisper, sometimes a little bit stronger, but not too strong. I too like to listen to these winds. There are so many connections people make with the wind, of bringing good times, taking away wishes to loved ones, and much more.
              Love your poem, Frank!



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