A Bristle Breeze

I would love if you read my poem and gave me your feedback! A bristle breeze with spokes that creak - Assail my feet upon vast sea - From skies that tarry away the week ...

A bristle breeze with spokes that creak

Assail my feet upon vast sea

From skies that tarry away the week

Spoken words can softly be

A blade of grass that shouts dismay

Flies in time as seasons change

The life you knew that passed away

This world that still just seems so strange

All journeys start with unknown road

The words we left to go unsaid

What baggage you carry is yours to load

The things we bring back for the dead

From sands that flow to tears that cry

As you travel a life unseen

Lost love and minds that pass you by

The space of which we're in-between

Author's Note

I started it with a nature theme, but ended up with death and times that change.
I would like feedback! Thanks! =)