Windblown Poem by Richard Alin Martin

Windblown

I gazed upon
A cloudy day,
And watched them swirl
And change the way,
The light and shadows
Seemed to play,
Within a sky so
Windblown…

I sat and watched
A lonely gull,
Caress the breeze
From gust to lull,
Its wings would flash
From bright to dull,
Along a path, so
Windblown…

The sky seemed full
Of interplay,
At times so light
At times so gray,
Yet still somehow
So far away,
As if the world was
Windblown…

My mind seemed wont
To chase them there,
Yet always they
Seemed everywhere,
Like endless wisps
Without a care,
As if my thoughts were
Windblown…

Where light moves past
The break of dawn,
And shadows all
Have moved along,
Perhaps the very
Road we’re on,
Is dust that now is
Windblown…

As dreams may nudge
The start of day,
To tease the mind
With interplay,
Wherein the truth
Is held at bay,
Perhaps my heart is
Windblown.

RAM

A Poem by Richard Alin Martin