WindsOf Change #2

Inspired by Amanda and her poem of the same title, without the NUMBER 2.

Sometimes those winds blow

as hard as the wind

in a dark, winter's gale,

yet other times,

as light as a summer's balmy breeze.

 

Changes, big and small,

you never know

how one small change

might affect them all.

 

04/08/08

 

Reviews

[Michael X]

Barbara, this is a well written poem, and flowing with the meaning is a heartfelt touch in
way of pondering, I love the image of a dark winter's gale imagery, gradefully drifting toward
a summer wind, your words have a soothing effect upon the reader, combining an overall
insight in way of reflections, and how subtle changes through time effect the soul, Beautifully done.

[lori c]

like one small pebble cast into a large pond...it affects everything. you have said it all with just a few words, well chosen. and well written.

[April Child]

So true. We can't control the winds of change and how hard they blow we can only control how we react to them and one thing is certain in this life and that is things change, and keep changing. Keeps it interesting I guess.

Nice thoughtful piece.

[forfila]

Very true, I like your reference to the wind and I agree, one small change can set of a huge chain reaction and affect everything..

Nice write

Love
Me

[Amanda]

a very good addition to my poem...it is most definitely true.

i like it! nice....

Amanda =))))

[kurrupted]

how short!,
how powerful!,
how well penned!.