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.
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
I know what you mean Sally, another excellent poem from Ernestine, weather is a great leveller, and we are powerless against it! regards, Lucy
Nice Ernestine, very nice, you should be a weather broadcaster.....very real....Have a great weekend davexxx
Ernestine, you are such a wonderful writer! I'm always so glad to see your ''perspective'' on any topic. Great poem. Sincerely, Mary
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!
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
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
storms of our journey in life...captured and released for us to see in this excellent work. beautiful, Ernestine. -Tailor
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
'The clouds part and the sun peeps through' what an awesome picture, wonderful poem as usual-------Melvina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
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