Ernestine Northover

Freshman - 559 Points (25th March 1943)

Wind Song - Poem by Ernestine Northover

The wind whistles eerily, as the storm approaches,
it gradually encroaches, taking over
like some unscrupulous military machine,
giving way to no one,
just charging along at a fierce pace,
buffeting anything that gets in the way.

It cannot turn back, not once it's committed.
The oncoming storm whips it into swirls of forceful energy,
it is uncontrollable.

This wind brings with it a follower.
The rain.
Battering and pounding on the rooftops,
lashing against the windows,
drumming a rhythmic revelry.

Here is a temper at full spate, caring not one iota
for the damage inflicted on man or beast or their environment.

Then suddenly, the sky starts to brighten,
the clouds part and the sun peeps through.

The storm is passing, and all is fresh and clean.
The rain's work is done,
and the elements are at peace once more.

© Ernestine Northover


Comments about Wind Song by Ernestine Northover

  • Rookie R H (4/8/2008 3:30:00 PM)

    A wonderful metaphor for all that life hurls evocatively captured amongst an array of evocative lines that transport the reader from the tempestuous to the tranquil - superb Ernestine. j xx (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Alison Cassidy (9/26/2007 1:18:00 AM)

    You have painted a wonderful series of contrasting landscapes for your reader - from the wind as 'unscrupulous military machine, giving way to no one', to the peaceful and refreshing sparkle after the storm has passed. The whole piece represents a metaphor for life's journey as Tailor says. Superb penning. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 7 Points Tailor Bell (11/24/2006 2:41:00 AM)

    storms of our journey in life...captured and released for us to see in this excellent work. beautiful, Ernestine. -Tailor (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 52,631 Points Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (10/2/2006 8:10:00 PM)

    Poetess E.>>>Yowzer! Felt like Iwas comin' down with th' Flu after comin' out from yir Stormy Weather, there, young lady! Vivid imagework & fine structure
    adds up to a knock-out Piece of Work'''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,219 Points Melvina Germain (8/29/2006 1:23:00 AM)

    'The clouds part and the sun peeps through' what an awesome picture, wonderful poem as usual-------Melvina (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 22 Points Scarlett Treat (8/2/2006 12:03:00 PM)

    Funny, Wind Song used to be a favorite perfume of mine! And now, we are under such a terrible heat wave that I wish to hear that Wind Song and have it bring us some rain....what a love smell fresh rain leaves, better than any perfume in a bottle! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Duncan Wyllie (2/6/2006 1:53:00 PM)

    Then suddenly, the sky starts to brighten,
    the clouds part and the sun peeps through.Love Duncan (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bill Mitton (1/11/2006 5:25:00 PM)

    Ernestine, this is so good! I can feel the force of the wind, and then just like at sea the gentle pink of the sky and the silence as though nature is offering an apology...........wonderful

    Bill M (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 784 Points Uriah Hamilton (12/9/2005 8:29:00 AM)

    I agree with Mary, you write very well. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie David Darbyshire (12/9/2005 1:59:00 AM)

    Nice Ernestine, very nice, you should be a weather broadcaster.....very real....Have a great weekend davexxx (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Mary Nagy (12/8/2005 8:10:00 PM)

    Ernestine, you are such a wonderful writer! I'm always so glad to see your ''perspective'' on any topic. Great poem. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 6 Points Cj Heck (12/8/2005 5:35:00 PM)

    Excellent, Ernestine. Like with most of your work, your words are woven, intricately painting your landscapes so your readers can 'see'. Wonderful ability you have.
    Hugs and respect,
    CJ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Lucy Burrow (12/8/2005 5:03:00 PM)

    I know what you mean Sally, another excellent poem from Ernestine, weather is a great leveller, and we are powerless against it!
    regards, Lucy (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 8, 2005

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 6, 2008


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