Wind Poems | Examples of Wind Poetry

Metaphors penned with psychedelic ink most times present as imagery, forthright. But, if they're scanned again- readers may think a nuance has come forth in a new light. To say one thing- and mean another brings a hidden...Read the rest...

it’s such a modes hint of fall yet it is just spring time cause cooling chill the breeze April it is so now spring season so can’t tell winds blows spring time so cool now seemingly like October autumn...Read the rest...

The cold breeze on my face. Treetops whooping it up. The wild swoosh of wind. The first bolt of lightning and crackle of thunder… My dad remembers several feet of snow - a wall of solid white. He measures himself alongside Buffalo. Mine is the...Read the rest...

Bamboos are awesome It bend when the wind smites Such clever wisdom....Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am between breaths and the blink of an eye. I am the thought that quickly enters then suddenly dies. I am the stillness between melodies, only heard in brevities; a harmonious song that’s already gone. I am the wind that rustles through the trees carrying away...Read the rest...

In the city of snow Dressed in precious white He sits on the stool of glow Covered in fiery light Thunder and lightning Fire meets sound The sight is frightening Rumblings from the skies to the ground He rises from his fiery...Read the rest...

Tall trees sway with ease In a warm gentle breeze Bright blossoms are dancing This sight’s so entrancing The weather is quite mild Though my hair, newly styled Blows freely in the air But I don’t really care Mother Nature provides The winds and...Read the rest...

"To everything there is a season." Ecclesiastes, Pete Seeger Through green leaves and golden tresses, blew Summer breezes when we were two. Then Autumn, by ones, by twos, by threes Swirled amber leaves off of the trees. A white Winter...Read the rest...

“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. “Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for having me.” “Can you tell the folks in the audience a...Read the rest...

Written: April 19, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A whirl in motion. In a world of vibrant hues,  a dream so rich and true.  visions of...Read the rest...

ZEPHYR As the Greek God of the west wind I am Zephyrus, my home is Thrace Bringing life for the seasonal rebirth With a neutral colour of blueish plum I can blow hard but softer than some Yet vital for growth...Read the rest...

Part of me disappears without me knowing Can’t reap a blessed thing no clue what I was sowing North wind...Read the rest...

The wind, a constant noise, keeps roiling on, blows through bare branches with the leaves long gone, cool April’s chill is warmer than the snow, up in the mountains it has yet to go, sticks and debris are littering...Read the rest...

Rustles through new leaves, Warm breeze dances on my skin, Petals in the air, Nature's breath so soft and light, Spring's gentle sigh stirs the soul....Read the rest...

The rain that showered us all evening had stopped. although many drops were still clinging to the trees… As I walked a few of those drops fell down on me coaxed off their leaves by an early morning...Read the rest...