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The Tree That Stood To the Wind

Beaten and Battered Still standing tall I'm not the being I was before I took my great fall They said don't stand to the wind no you shouldn't dare sometimes the wind will caress you but most of the time she doesn't care She held me close but intensified with a loving quiet rage the wind she's like that, her intentions often hard to gauge She's always there she'll whisper and let you know more often than not she's there for a moment then must go She left part of me standing, the rest shattered on the forest floor She's much more powerful, so she let me know Because here I stand broken, never again to be whole

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Carolyn Devonshire

Date: 12/22/2018 10:10:00 PM

I'm thinking you're using wind metaphorically to symbolize a woman, Jacob. Very intriguing and powerful writing! Congratulations on your win in Brian's contest, Carolyn

Jacob Jones
Date: 1/2/2019 10:48:00 AM

thank you, yes metaphorical.......a woman

Brandy Nicole

Date: 11/26/2018 7:27:00 PM

The wind can intensify- causing so much damage. True, that a tree can withstand such force. Most of the time. Sometimes though, a heart cannot. When moments become too much. When there is no security in love. This is beautiful and tender. ~ Brandy

Brandy Nicole
Date: 11/27/2018 11:03:00 AM

You are very welcome. I could feel the emotions within, that ache in your heart. ~ Brandy

Jacob Jones
Date: 11/27/2018 8:22:00 AM

Thank you, much more about love than nature.