The Wind Still Needs a Chime

A poem a wrote inspired by one of my other poems "Time Isn't Everything". This is about the concept of being able to disappear. Im thinking of making a "If I Could" kinda series of poems. Enjoy!

The Wind Still Needs a Chime

If I could disappear in a moment,

I promise I'd already be gone,

I'd be traveling through space and time,

passing through the dusk and dawn.

And all I would have to do to leave,

is clench my fists or shut my eyes,

as I made a wish from the depths of my heart

and, in a flash, I'd vaporize.

Perhaps, they would call me The Time Traveler,

as I floated away from the Earth,

wondering when and where I'd return,

and if the price was what it was worth.

Yet, I'd appear one day in the middle of a street,

to try and make my way back home,

only to find you didn't wait for me,

and that now I am all alone.

Then with clenched tight fists and teary shut eyes,

I'd float away for a final time,

And realize that even if you disappear like a breeze,

That the wind still needs a chime.

Author's Note

I hope you like it! Feel free to let me know what you think and if you haven't, check out my other poem "Time Isn't Everything" as it is the inspiration to this piece.

To clarify the last line and title for people,"the wind still needs a chime" to me, means that even if I come and go and do whatever I please that after all of that, I still need a purpose. The wind needs a wind chime to make music. Without the the wind chime there is no music and without the wind there is no music. It is only when the wind and the wind chime are together that there is beauty and happiness. The wind chime gives the wind purpose and meaning and the wind does the same vice versa. So when one of them leaves, the wind or the chime, it ruins the beauty and takes away the music and happiness along with it. The narrator is the wind, his lover is the wind chime and when he blew away he left her without purpose, eventually she couldn't wait for him anymore. So when he finally returned, the wind had no wind chime and his happiness and purpose were gone.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Love lost in a most unique way. Here is where the chime and soul work well for without that wind sounding the chime the soul disintegrates into the universe.

Regards,
Al

[Nova]

I really enjoyed reading this, can't wait to read more!

[ANTO]

Gothika I've been following this series of poems (they arent linked formally as a series but the linkage is undeniable) and this one certainly continues the journey of the love-lorn narrator whom I have come to identify so closely with.
Now I love this one up until the final line. Guide me on the thoughts of that line my friend, please. It sounds very profound. I hate to think its been shoehorned in there for rhyming purposes because i really value your writing. Please dont be offended, I want to understand.

[Nicholas Duboe]

Im very glad you enjoy this series of poetry and and very happy you can identify with it. As for the last line, here is my explanation:

The line "the wind still needs a chime" to me means that even if I come and go and I can do whatever I please that after all of that, I still need a purpose (Like a person or a love interest). The wind needs a wind chime to make music. Without the the wind chime there is no music (or happiness) and without the wind there is no music (no happiness). It is only when the wind and the wind chime are together that there is beauty and music. The wind chime gives the wind purpose and meaning. The wind does the same vice versa. So when one of them leaves, the wind or wind chime, it ruins the beauty and takes away the music and happiness and that is why he lost his love. He is the wind, she is the wind chime and when he blew away he left her without purpose, eventually she couldnt wait for him anymore. So when he returned, the wind had no wind chime to make music with. Understand?

[ANTO]

I understand Gothika - write on man! :)

[Nicholas Duboe]

Awesome! Thanks for reading!

[Diane Lockard]

This is the first one I found and need to check the rest. The analogy of wind the chime is beautiful and how different forces combine to make music. I love the imagery and the story it tells. Definitely, will check out more....