Charmaine Chircop Poet Personification

I Am the Wind

I  am the wind

You cannot see me ,but you can feel me

breezin' gently through your hair

Brushin' slightly across your cheek 

Whisperin' softly 'neath your ear

I am the wind , whirling , howling

roaring fiercely   against the desert sand

 which sifts silently through  

the hourglass of your soul.

I will not fail you, nor leave your side 

till you smell fresh rain again

and soak  under cascading waterfalls. 

I am the wind ,extinguishing  wild fire 

which scars the lifeline of your palm.

I am the wind , blowing fragrance 

in the honey  of each meadow

where you lay down  beneath a half sun .

I breathe  warmth where  your cold fingers

gather forget-me -not petals, that fall ever so slow

with every drip drop of my fluetish tapping sound.

I am the wind , I will carry you to places , far...

I'd tickle your lips with fluttering feathers  of early doves

that soar above your mirthful past.

I'd strip your thought bare till I touch your heart.

I am the wind wafting by your pillowcase

I play within your dreams  ,with each seductive  move

I capture the hour of  a  star.

I linger in the depths that once were dark

I pour rose-scented  zephyr in the alleys of your night

Then I leave , I leave to return closer

Closer enough to let my song  reveil  your sight.




For Personification Contest ,sponsored by Lewis Raynes.

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Chris Green December 19, 2016 at 1:58 PM Oh my friend, this was absolutely gorgeous and such a poetic gentle breeze upon my mind today. I see what you mean and I love it. Your are the wind, I am winter, we always return. I am once again amazed by your talent and the visions you can create with words. I could feel this poem as it touched me deeply today. An enchanting piece of art that is so beautiful.

Teddy Kimathi October 24, 2016 at 5:05 AM I could see through wind's nature more clearly, as I read your poem.....it is picturesque!!! Congrats Charmaine, for your placement in the contest!!! ;-)

Alexis Y. October 20, 2016 at 1:04 AM Hi Charma, I enjoyed how you so eloquently "spoke" from the winds perspective. Congratulations on your win:-) Alexis

Tim Smith September 8, 2016 at 12:49 PM Re-reading your beautiful poem. Awesome : )

Funom Makama February 25, 2016 at 10:00 AM There is this unique insurance your works always give my expectations And that satisfaction only builds more castles for my curiosity to thrive, waiting for subsequent results of your talent and thinking.

Robert Lindley November 27, 2015 at 11:21 PM Fantastic personification, Charmaine... Closing 8 verses solid gold.. A7

David Wood November 2, 2015 at 6:33 AM Lovely wind poem, I can feel it blowing.

Red Barchettadrive October 16, 2015 at 10:40 AM :)

Red Barchettadrive October 16, 2015 at 10:39 AM You seem to be much more than the wind, Charmaine, for without you, where would it go? I just blew in and was blown away! I forgot to 7 the last poem i reviewed, so this one is getting a 14. (Shhhhhh....)

Paul Callus October 11, 2015 at 4:48 PM Top marks for this excellent personification, Charm. I love the wind and all the reactions and emotions it manages to elicit. ~ All the best. // paul

Robert Nehls October 6, 2015 at 7:34 AM Hi Charmaine. This is a wonderful poem that you have shared with us. I have thought of the wind many times and the secrets and stories that it holds. The way that it enters into our lives and consciousness and touches us has been brought to life in your poem and I truly did enjoy reading it..... Robert.

Richard Lamoureux October 5, 2015 at 8:01 AM Stunning images Charmaine!

Ravi Sathasivam September 30, 2015 at 12:06 AM Excellent. Nice descriptions on the wind. Well penned too. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing it.

Aurore Severo September 29, 2015 at 9:49 PM magical and enticing xoxoxo

Eric Boddie September 29, 2015 at 2:49 PM I simply Love the wind....and how it blows out your pen....refreshing as always....for this poem you deserve hoorays....;)

David Scott September 29, 2015 at 11:17 AM LOVE IT SUCH IMAGERY LIKE THE VERSE THANKYOU FOR YOUR KIND POEMS ON MINE DAVIDSCOTTXX

James Marshall Goff September 29, 2015 at 9:17 AM The images quicken, leaving the reader with time-stopping joy! Wonderful poem, Char! jimbo

Kevin Leake September 29, 2015 at 12:55 AM Really nice descriptions on the wind Charma, With different ways of expression, Loved it!!! Best Wishes Kevin

Tim Smith September 28, 2015 at 7:06 PM So many beautiful lines Charma.To strip.his thought bare til you touch his heart. That is love. I loved this when you first wrote it and I love it even more now.... A fave.

Jan Allison September 28, 2015 at 4:13 PM absolutely stunning personification Charma a delight to read:-) hugs Jan xx