Wind

One of my first poems when I rediscovered my passion for poetry

His love for me

Was like the wind

Soft-spoken and light

But when he admitted his love

That simple wind became a storm

It wisped me around

I could feel it

It was tangible

It was exilerating

But then the storms calmed

And your wind blew in another direction

For another soul to feel

But what you dont realize is

My wind

Still whispers your name

When your wind left

It swept my heart away.

Author's Note

So I wrote this a few years ago in 8th grade when I regained my fourth grade love for poetry and it was kind of the first one I was proud of. I had it on my old accounts so I decided to share it again:)
God bless
~Mickey

Reviews

[Relic]

Winds do come and go don't they? Some people come into our lives in a very unassuming way and then one day--Bam, something happens. A look may last longer than usual or words they say take us by surprise and blow us away. Such a wonderful feeling overtakes us as a result and we can get lost in fantasy.

It's a shame to discover the truth when they withdraw. Someone else comes along and off they go. But your ending here reveals a special character about you that has a mature sense about it even though you wrote it at a young age. It gives insight into who you were and how you are growing.

It's always a good idea to hold onto old poems. They come in handy and show us what we were thinking back than. You did a nice job on this one. Good writing.

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thank you so much for the review:)
God bless

[Relic]

:)

[Lonely Islander]

A lovely poem dear. Comparing love to the wind is an amazing idea. Good job:-):-):-D.

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thank you dear:)
God bless

[krish]

nice one....

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thanks:)
God bless

[Phillitup]

This is beautiful!

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thank you:D
God bless

[Clockwork]

I think it is good to hold onto and work with yours first pieces. One never knows how they will grow. I think those early poems sometimes come into play as we mature as writers. We can come back to them with new eyes and take them to new places.

I'm glad you found your love of poetry again :-)

[Lost in Wonderland]

thank you, I am too:') Its such a blessing(:

[Clockwork]

You're welcome. Poetry is a wonderful gift :-)

[Lost in Wonderland]

indeed:) I thank God he lets us write it

[Invisible]

pretty.

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thanks

[Invisible]

D.A.L.J.

[Lost in Wonderland]

What?

[Invisible]

Doing a Little Jig. i feel like dancing randomly sometimes, but instead i simply write about it.

[Lost in Wonderland]

haha oh ok gotcha

[Invisible]

haha, later.

[Lost in Wonderland]

byee

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Mickey, This is another sweet, loving piece

[Lost in Wonderland]

Thanks John(:
God bless