Andrew John Poet Free verse

Winding Wind

Why does the wind create that howl
and with it such a sensation?
It's in your heart, your mind, your soul.
It seems to reach for your very cognition.
You sit, so still, in your room - just sulk.

The thinness of glass is so frightening;
it tries to fight the mighty howl
but cannot hold it back,
as that blow drives against your window
from the world outside, with no mercy, it seems.

Or does it prefer not to see you sulk so much?
Does it ask what's in your heart, your mind, your soul?
Perhaps this is its way of wanting you
to know its wish, its supplication.
Does a wind howl to make a plea?

(7 Sep 2023)

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Joanna Daniel September 29, 2023 at 1:14 AM Great thought-provoking poem, Andrew:) Andrew John September 30, 2023 at 4:55 AM Thanks you, Joana, for your comment.

Valsa George September 20, 2023 at 4:27 AM At the end you have flung a profound question. Sometimes with no specific reason, our thoughts blow wild like a howling wind. Why do our minds rave? We do not know as we are ignorant of why the winds scream and howl. Great poem Andrew Andrew John September 22, 2023 at 4:01 AM Thank you, Valsa. Hmm, wind can do funny stuff! :-)

Bill Baker September 19, 2023 at 2:05 PM Intriguing closing line, Andrew. At times people seem to get grabbing at us for attention, maybe they're like the howling wind: maybe they need someone to listen to their plea. Very engaging poetry. A poet friend (to be) in Texas, Bill Andrew John September 20, 2023 at 1:59 AM Thanks for your comment, Bill.

Ink Empress September 17, 2023 at 2:23 AM Such a profound and intriguing write that made me think deep, so creatively you’ve written in a way that readers would get engaged in what you’v delivered. Absolutely loved this . Fave for me Andrew John September 20, 2023 at 2:00 AM Thanks for your comment, Ink E.

Maria Fernandez-Garcia September 11, 2023 at 11:16 AM Amazing your poem, Andrew. Sometimes it's nice to listen to the wind when we are next to a fire talking with our family or/and friends in the countryside or even in the city near the sea. I enjoyed reading this nice piece. Have a good eveningxxx Andrew John September 13, 2023 at 3:07 AM Great thoughts here, Maria. Thank you.

Arastu Goyal September 7, 2023 at 2:29 AM Clever poem, I like the way you expressed this idea with the wind. -AG Andrew John September 9, 2023 at 3:32 AM Thank you very much for your kind comment, AG.