Today I went for a walk and it was windy out there!
The trees in Victoria, BC, where I live, were swaying like they were ready for my Tunes With Tuesday feature!
Here is the poem I wrote after I returned from my walk:
The Wind Is Kicking
The wind is kicking
Up its leafy friends this afternoon,
As I walk against its force that sweeps up my
Regular exercise routine.
The routine is interrupted.
I push against the air to take my next step;
I can not see the force but
It holds me back,
Like my memories of you.
The wind brushes back my hair
Like you did before you touched my cheek –
Except I did not notice your gusts
Until its deforestation was noticed by others.
Your wind was interrupted.
Your own wind took on a bitter taste
And then vanished with the silence of
My empty kitchen and
My quiet mind.
My mind is thankful that the routine was interrupted.
I wish I could carry those memories away
With the wind,
And the consequences,
But then I wonder if I would enjoy those sunny days
Without having experienced the thunderstorms
And patches of blue sky.
©2012 Christy Birmingham