Wind Examination

Wind Examination

A Poem by John Stussy
"

Ok, fifth poem today. Goodnight.

"

 

Done for the night

With all manner of thought,

I walked exhausted

Into the night.

The cool desert wind

Whispered across my cheek

And I decided to try something,

To see how it would feel.

 

I removed my shirt

To bare my heart,

No cloth to hide beneath.

I walked away from any objects

And stood at parade rest.

A son of the wind,

I let myself be judged,

Weighed and measured.

 

Soothing tendrils

Of sweet desert air

Examined and touched

Every exposed pore.

Scars were filled

Wounds of time healed.

For a moment it seemed

The past eleven years of pain…

 

They never even happened.

 

I felt like I was free of it all,

 

My hate disappeared,

Life was mine to live,

Feel, endure, love.

I was purely John Stussy

And I enjoyed being so,

Didn’t have to lie

Because it was true.

 

The wind kissed my brow

And held me safe for a half hour.

I closed my eyes,

I opened them and watched the storm.

Either way I felt secure.

I remained there until I heard

My element, the sweet wind

Tell me one thing.

 

She had forgiven her child

And taken away his pain.

© 2008 John Stussy


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Ahhh, an elemental brought back into the fold, well done, Wind Poet. Your words have an effect on the reader,( as if I was perched behind a rock watching the whole blessed scene) but it seems, even as you are finding your new being at the merciful fingers of the wind, that the eyes of measure are turned upon the reader and that they are being weighed as they read this poem. I tell you, it was eerie, I almost had to run outside and run around on the gass to savor being an Earth element ;) again, you write with such intent and pathos, masterful work!~P

Posted 16 Years Ago


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I really understand this one. I love the way wind can creat so many human emotions. Rain..

Posted 16 Years Ago


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This is so pretty!!!:) I love it:)

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Wow, John this is absolutely stunning!! I find the rain the element of choice to wash away my pains, but the wind runs a close second. Great!!

Posted 16 Years Ago


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A very interesting write. I too find that I am "connected" most to the wind and next to water.

I wonder, did you really experience this?

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Wow this is really amazing, i could see the whole thing happening as i read, i really enjoyed reading it.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ahhh, an elemental brought back into the fold, well done, Wind Poet. Your words have an effect on the reader,( as if I was perched behind a rock watching the whole blessed scene) but it seems, even as you are finding your new being at the merciful fingers of the wind, that the eyes of measure are turned upon the reader and that they are being weighed as they read this poem. I tell you, it was eerie, I almost had to run outside and run around on the gass to savor being an Earth element ;) again, you write with such intent and pathos, masterful work!~P

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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