Phyllis Babcock Poet Personification

A Whisper On the Wind

I was a gentle whisper upon the wind

That swept over the green valleys

I climbed the height of the highest mountain

And murmured softly as I descended the slopes

I picked up speed and started moving swiftly

Over the plateau and the sun swept plains

I picked up speed and started to howl

Whistling around corners and pushing gust after gust

 Bending the trees till they touched the earth

I reached the open water and the lapping waves became huge swells

Higher and higher went the waves until the white caps hit the shore

I took the rain and pelted it against the earth

 Harder and harder as if in an angry rage

Then I blew my self out on the open ocean waves

Exhausted, I once again became a whisper on the wind

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Patrick Cornwall January 3, 2025 at 9:18 AM I thank you for your loving comments and this wonderful poem. But I also need help in finding out how to turn on a missing thing. It state I won’t be contacted for anthologies… can you help me or direct me how to find this place it leads me to somewhere but I can’t find where? Patrick your Poetry Servant

Debbie Duncan April 27, 2014 at 9:59 PM BRILLIANT ;) ;) :)

Andrea Dietrich March 21, 2011 at 11:57 PM wow, one of your BEST I just happened to come upon here. I know you love rhyme, but you can really let go with free verse, dearie. A big fave on this one, and I saved all your comments to me for last. I read them and now it is nearly 1 a.m. So sorry I never have time to read more than a few of your poems, Phylis. thanks for those comments and it's fun to read what you have to say about you life with them . LUv, Andrea

Bryan Bolton December 10, 2009 at 5:45 AM Loved this, it gave me the visual of being the wind and transversing the landscape. Thanks for posting :)

James Marshall Goff July 19, 2009 at 9:11 PM fine twist of personification in this cool poem! Phyllis! jim

Ciara Aiyana Ashley-Garn July 9, 2009 at 12:00 PM thsi is a very beautiful piece!! keep writing cause it will take you far... Ciara =)

Jay Loveless March 13, 2009 at 11:39 AM Powerful. Amazing write i love it. ~Jese

L'Nass Shango March 12, 2009 at 11:05 AM A powerful journey of words, delighted to be read.

Matthew Anish February 26, 2009 at 12:51 PM Fine personification in this work. Nature has its charms and this poem exalts them. Yours Matthew Anish

Brian Strand February 18, 2009 at 11:53 PM Thank you for your observations Phyllis.Rgds Brian

David Archuletta February 18, 2009 at 1:20 PM Thank you, for your comments, I could only wish I recieved as many for my book. I am going to read some of your poetry. I'll get back to you. Always, David an "Unknown" father.

February 18, 2009 at 9:27 AM Nice use of imagery that seems to take the reader on a journey with you. Wonderful last line. Thank you for sharing this poem with us. Keep on writing! Karen

Carolyn Devonshire February 18, 2009 at 8:59 AM Phyllis, I'll have to read more of your work. I really enjoy poems like this that take the reader on a journey. Good job! Carolyn

Michael Degenhardt February 11, 2009 at 10:59 AM This is wonderful personification! Love the gentleness of the read and the descriptive quality and flow. Beautiful! Michael

Janetta Harrington February 10, 2009 at 8:39 AM somehow this sounds like your soul is traveling around and it is beautiful. janetta

John Loving Iii January 16, 2009 at 4:34 PM a vision of poetry has been captured in this piece. i traveled along the journey the whisper being "love" being carried to the many places the piece took me. beautiful. John H. Loving III

Sara Lokken January 13, 2009 at 6:39 PM A beautiful description of the wind....breathtaking. I know your feeling here.:) Love, Sara

Christopher Higgins January 12, 2009 at 10:55 AM The wind comes alive. I love whistling around corners and pushing gust after gust.. this is filled with a lot of beautiful lines..well written.

Sharon Winter January 12, 2009 at 8:24 AM You personified the wind so beautifully. Swept me away. Awesome write. Love, Shar

Raul Moreno January 12, 2009 at 3:33 AM Excellent poem with great imagery...Raul

Brian Strand January 11, 2009 at 11:34 PM Like the personification style of this one Phyllis.One to add into my favourites I think.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments

Wilfredo Derequito January 11, 2009 at 9:38 PM You have been infected by the late John Denver and his love for the outdoor, Phyl. Not that this country boy who so loves nature and the outdoor would blame you though. Nothing gives a higher thrill and a feeling of being with mother nature than to feel the wind whizzing against one's face. Nice write and great title too. Regards, Fred

Deneen White January 11, 2009 at 5:35 PM such a painting of wll oiled words, such a delight to read, take care D-nyce

Kristin Reynolds January 11, 2009 at 4:11 PM What a journey this was! A beautiful poem of nature - on of my favorite subjects. :) Hope you've been well, love, Kristin