Barbara Attaway

Rookie (Beaumont, Texas, USA)

Wind - Poem by Barbara Attaway

Wind
Wind blow
Blow me far away
Away from my grief
Grief from loss
Loss of a brother
Brother younger than I
I have lost hold of my roots
Roots withering
Withering in salty tears
Tears drying on my face
Face of my brother in the mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Wall of sadness
Sadness disappear with the wind
Wind


Comments about Wind by Barbara Attaway

  • Rookie L. K. Thayer (12/25/2007 12:11:00 PM)

    so touching and deep. thank you (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Aundrea Maltz (12/7/2006 12:19:00 PM)

    I also lost my younger brother. Thank you for putting my pain into words. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Aundrea Maltz (12/7/2006 12:18:00 PM)

    I also lost my younger brother. Thank you for putting my pain into words. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Danny Reynolds (5/11/2006 12:30:00 PM)

    When you see his face in the mirror, imagine he is smiling.
    Danny (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Nibedita Deb (5/9/2006 8:52:00 AM)

    By fate or something I hve come across a number 'deep' poems in the last 20 minutes. And this is surely one of them. I particularly liked the nesting, which I am alsousing now a days.

    Regards,
    N.D. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 9, 2006



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