Wind Poems | Examples of Wind Poetry

though winds hurl with all their might they cannot break me posted on April 24, 2024...

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Look at me now, torn and cast into the unforgiving wind of passing, Just as a bored child abandons a broken doll, Seeking something else to fill their heart with new laughter and colors, Torn and cast away, I can offer nothing more, I am a vessel emptied of the essence of giving. Perhaps, if you would let me...

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We often reach the future by sailing in the past Our course in life a distant breeze — that steps tomorrows mast (Dreamsleep: April, 2025) ...

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Don’t tell me what I already know Don’t give me what I already have Don’t take me where I’ve already been Don’t play me what I’ve already heard Dissuading moments when left unbound Preempt the silence a devil’s sound But deep inside satanic winds A Savior whispers beyond — the din (Dreamsleep: April, 2025) ...

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Enrolling as a pirate is much harder than it seems, You’ll need to speak in present tense and chase your wildest dreams. Well, once you’ve trained a parrot and been measured for your hook, You have to plough through pages of the health and safety book. The pointed end’s the bow, whilst your rudder’s near the aft, Our crow’s...

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If money were just withered leaves carried by the wind, I would open a small flower shop on a forgotten street, where days drift by slowly, and the air smells of fresh, gentle rain, and the wind always carries the scent of clear mornings. I would live alone in an old cottage, deep in the mountains, where the trees are...

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Walking barefoot along the beach the sun is setting over the waters and it paints the sky orange and pink. The wet sand squishes between my toes, I take a deep breath of the salty air close my eyes and listen to the squawk of the gulls and the waves lapping the shore. Enamored of the magical moon the waves of the...

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Under the sky laden with mystery, where the wind sings its endless tales, Life begins to sketch your outlines, even when you are not prepared, Just as a tree does not know how to bend until the wind shows it, The art of not breaking under the burden of storms that embrace it forcefully. Like a river that seeks...

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Christ is Risen! whispers the wind through the branches of memory, The prayer of the blade of grass rises like a song of rebirth, And in every drop of dew, the sky lays down its ancient tale. In the depths of the forest where deer write their dreams with graceful flight, In the peach blossoms that rise like stars...

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From Hanover's heart, a thunder rolled, A scorpion's sting, a story told. Through decades vast, their music soared, A legacy in rock forever stored. Rudolf Schenker, the steady hand, Whose riffs ignited every land. His Flying V, a lightning strike, That fueled the passion day and night. Klaus Meine's voice, a soaring cry, That reached for heavens, way up high. A power ballad's tender grace, Or...

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The whisper through the Wind The wind whispers a cry, a howl of sadness the wind whispers a song, a howl of gladness the wind whispers a message for you and me the wind whispers and we here but can not see At night and in the light the wind whispers Over the mountain and in the canyon the wind whispers The...

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When the wind whispers The leaves sing in tune with grace I smile with cares....

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One night I felt the wind - as it brushed across my soul, and I remember times - from too long past that touched me...

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“Imagine,” he said, “the magic of pretending, whether one is in bed or on a mountaintop. —quote by poet The rush of wind, and hush of chimes, between breaths. ...

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A warm strong wind blows The sleeping flower wakes up Unusual time...

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