The Wind Unseen Poem by Crystal Pierce

The Wind Unseen



The wind blows,
but it does not show.
It's an everlasting that seems to fly,
but it never is seen by the eye.

The Wind Unseen

We can chase it as long as you please,
but catching it won't be of any ease.
You can't train it to do what you want.
It's something that can and will haunt.

The Wind Unseen

Thursday, April 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 15 July 2018

3rd line: something ain't right here, Chryssie. i like the poem, but it 'could use a little work'! bri :) how ya doin'? ?

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