Winds Poems - Poems about Winds

The gales of November sit still on my mind while I stand to remember the Maritime blues Twenty-nine souls cradled by the sea perished as the gales of November blew free "We're holding our own just like an old shoe " transmissions and messages lost in debris ! Superior storms blew hard and unfettered as the gales of...

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Summer Winds Amidst strong winds, John was treading the road Carrying on his back a heavy load, It was a pitiful sight To brave the wind in such plight: When load fell down, it...

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The “Mayday” radio call message was the final voice from Air India 171 flight bound for London seconds before it crashed creating an eternal memorial for 241 gracious beings, with one survivor. My heartfelt sympathy and condolences to every family member, friend, and associate of those who made their ascent into the heavenly realms. May...

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Sailboat ...

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The wind like time Does not beg permission It does not pause for longing hands It moves illusively disappearing Coming and going Weaving the strands of tomorrow into fleeting dreams transcended From the bones of yesterday It waits unseen in silent stillness mummering with mystery charging into an array of constant cycles of energy Touching everything In its river of drifting sighs and huffing gusts Its anger devours with Screeching...

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In the howling wilderness, the path is lost beneath the fury of wild winds, The compass loses its meaning under the vast and empty sky, without stars to guide us, Our steps wander through the nameless realm, where echoes forget their words, Alone we walk through the wilderness of the heart, seeking traces of vanished dreams. The thorns of...

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Winds whisper ‘Arrival' come Spring Departure in November January’s gusts inhabit every crack and crevice Summer’s banners lie limp against their poles ...

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“Life is like a ship tossed on the high sea To journey amidst sunshine and wild waves.” - By author. ************************************************************** ...

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aborted ambitions time squandered dreams abandoned a life mismanaged a ship with no one at the helm subject to the currents and the whim of winds idle and adrift we've run out of options out of time and out of excuses AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Submitted on June 2, 2025 for contest YOUR CHOICE T sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable Mention ...

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I’m talking about the beautiful country of Burkina Faso Formally known as the Republic of Upper Volta, the newcomer on the plateau The new country with a charismatic and highly competent young leader Capt. Ibrahim Traoré, everybody is talking about this intelligent brother Who is well articulated in French, English and other languages Brother Traoré embodies what all young men...

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There are days we live only for others and happy to share in ours, words of devotion even scars. Though I never presumed to know or even understand.. only pretend. But this time's not the same this unshakable thing, like a pain, is not pretending. A feeling that wakes you from a deep sleep real, whatever that is.. transcending all moments that came before you....

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The Whisper through the Wind The whisper through the Wind The wind whispers a cry, a howl of sadness the wind whispers a song, a howl of gladness the wind whispers a message for you and me the wind whispers and we here but can not see At night and in the light the wind whispers Over the mountain and in the...

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Winter Hiku 13 ...

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I touched the sky, left the land Dwindling in the galaxy, I felt your hand. The Perseus sparkling through my eyes The twilight fading between my cries. Your hand helped me climb to my throne Ornately beautiful, a kind of its own! The clock turned by , my sorrows withered The throne was my crown, your hand was my tether. The glorious days...

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I’m standing outside, and the wind moves around me The winds are speaking truth A truth no one wants to acknowledge A truth that people cover up with smiles A truth we must come to face And still we ignore There’s no words But I feel every letter I shut my eyes, and reach out to touch it Twirling leaves cut at my hands Sharp...

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