Poem: The Wind’s Breath

My poem about wind

This poem is about the wind. Photo via Wikimedia Commons.

Ah, yesterday was windy here in Victoria, BC! I was thinking about the wind andΒ pondering its properties. Here is the poem that resulted when my fingers took to the keyboard. I titled the poem “The Wind’s Breath”:

The Wind’s Breath

The wind’s breath is chilled, and
Her stocky center is built in
Movements that I try vainly to understand.

One half of me knows that she is too
Wild, even for my controlled nation of one.

She sweeps through the evergreen branches, with
A confidence of which I yearn.
She is never apologetic for
The gashes that she leaves along her route.

The wind is everywhere, and yet
Nowhere that I choose to touch.

I think that she smiled when I put out my arms so
Eagerly, as I tried to catch her within
My red cloth sleeves.
 
 
Β©2015 Christy Birmingham
 
What type of weather are you having this week where you live?

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183 thoughts on “Poem: The Wind’s Breath

  1. Green Embers

    Time to bring out the kite! Do you get really strong winds there in BC? I have some co-workers from Winnipeg and they tell me all the time about the really strong winds they get there.

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Sometimes it gets strong here but for the most part I’m actually lucky because I am in a part of the island that is nestled from severe weather. Kite flying does sound fun – let’s go! πŸ™‚

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  2. Billybuc

    I have spent the morning editing so this was the perfect distraction for me. Beautiful work, Christy.

    Windy, on again off again showers, and chilly. Sending hugs on this April morning.

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  3. colinandray

    The wind is fascinating because whereas it has no mission, it has so much impact. It is odd to feel something which we cannot see. It is odd that although we cannot see it, we can certainly see its impact. It can be bitterly cold or extremely hot, very dry or saturated with moisture but all we can do is experience it. It allows planes to take off and land, pushes clouds around the skies, and crosses both friendly, and unfriendly borders without being challenged. Today it may herd a fleet of rain bearing clouds in our direction, but tomorrow it may simply create a cloud shield from an overbearing sun….. or simply blow them all away to reveal a blue sky.

    If it was not for the wind, when would America have been discovered? Would the Vikings have ever landed in the British Isles.
    If it were not for the wind, I would have never experienced kite flying.
    If it were not for the wind, Holland would have never seen windmills as functionally beneficial. If it were not for the wind, we would never have seen birds soaring on air currents (being related to winds).
    If it were not for the wind ……… we would be ………… very different!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      The mysteries of the wind… I wonder if the wind knows we have both admiration and fear for her? I wonder if… well, the wind has the answers so I am best to just listen … πŸ™‚

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      1. colinandray

        But will you know what you are hearing? Is that gentle breeze a relaxing respite from a hot summer’s day, or simply an introduction to a more persuasive relative following not far behind it? Is that gentle wind really your friend as pushes you along on your bicycle, or is it simply taunting you? It knows that it will be your head wind in a short time.

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  4. Veronica

    ΒΏSe puede sentir la ‘calidez’ del viento? Aunque frΓ­o, envuelve tanto como lo hace tu poesΓ­a. Ese aliento, esa respiraciΓ³n son suspiro en su ruta. Me ha gustado y Β‘mucho! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚
    Un abrazo y besos.

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  5. Debbie

    This is really nice, Christy, and I can totally relate! We, too, have had LOTS of wind lately (I suppose that’s part of Spring, but it makes it sooo hard because then it doesn’t feel warm — and the pollen is fierce!!) Here’s hoping for sunshine and warmth so your Easter bonnet doesn’t fly away!!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      You’re right Debbie that the wind makes it feel cooler out. I got blown away again this week and then we had hail too! I’ll hang onto the chocolate Easter eggs extra tight this weekend πŸ™‚ I hope you have a nice weekend!

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  6. Sue Dreamwalker

    Christy loved your poem..
    “The wind is everywhere, and yet Nowhere that I choose to touch.”… one always wonders where the wind comes from and where it goes..

    Here too its been extra windy the past couple of days Christy.. but it blew us both across each other’s ocean my friend.. So pleased we met in the middle.. πŸ™‚

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  7. balroop2013

    A very creative poem Christy!
    it reminds me of a story I had read in childhood…who wins – the sun or the wind and wind had won the contest because of her fierceness…not that the sun is less force but we have the trees around us to provide succor!
    Whenever it is windy, I always hurry indoors. It is so brave of you to embrace and catch her πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Hi Aquileana, you are right – and so is Bob Dylan – that the answers are held in the wind. Now, if I can just get her to stop moving πŸ™‚ Hehe! Thank you for the love and I send you love back β™₯

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  8. 7128788elf

    Love this poem, here the winds are blowing as well, but it is still warm, though the trees are starting to loose their leaves, and the some are getting autumn colours. Best wishes and blessings, Charles.

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  9. davidprosser

    Nicely done Christie. It seems to have been nothing but gales and storms for a few days here. The wind has died tonight but it’s still pouring down. Supposed to buck up a bit for Easter.
    xxx Massive Hugs xxx

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  10. rollyachabotbooks

    Hi Christy…
    We are getting your wind from the other day…speeds have reached as high as 100 kms or 60 mph here. I so love these two lines as the encompass all what the wind speaks…

    She is never apologetic for
    The gashes that she leaves along her route.

    The gashes she is leaving today are scattered shingles across my lawn and many of my neibours as well. Even though I have a fairly new house, she has shown me humility of the power she has. How quickly we forget just how small we truly are.

    Hugs from Alberta

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  11. Dave Small

    Christy — Thanks for the poem.

    She sweeps through the evergreen branches, with
    A confidence of which I yearn.

    Those lines inspire “A confidence of which I yearn.”

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  12. scatterwisdom

    Your poem reminded me of a King Solomon saying about the many of the things we do in life is “chasing the wind” meaning without purpose. We can neither grasp nor corner the wind.. I liked your poem.

    Regards and goodeill blogging.

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  13. Ste J

    I Google Victoria, it seems that a couple of years ago I was residing, somewhat temporarily only about five or six hours drive from you over in Richland WA, funny how small the world is.

    I do love a blustery day and the wind as celebration of a strong female personality is nicely done. I particularly love the phrase ‘nation of one’, that is deep.

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Yes, sometimes the world seems so small, doesn’t it? And other times there is such turmoil in other parts of the world that it seems lifetimes away.. until it happens in our own backyard. I hope that peace finds you this weekend, my friend

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  14. vivachange77

    I like your images of the wind. Lovely poem. I’ve lived in Chicago where the wind almost blew me down one day. I had to hang onto a fence railing to stay upright. A masculine sort of wind.

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  15. JL0073

    I beautiful poem. I think those of us who have been through a rough winter will be looking forward to summer breezes and enjoying the gentle caress of the wind in spring. I just hope we have a while to go before the grouchy unmerciful winter wind returns. Spring and Summer winds, however, make the best company on a solitary day. They can embrace me anytime.

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  16. BelΓ©n Soto

    Hi Christy, lovely poem, I like the wind, live close to the ocean and I love hearing his mighty roar, and run to protect myself inside my house, warm πŸ™‚
    Right now we have very good weather, the hot season begins …

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  17. reocochran

    I like when people use nature and make it come alive with human form. Your poem was fantastic, very descriptive and made me smile, too. I wrote a few posts (but not poems) about weather. One focused on wind! It also mentioned, “Windy” an older song which starts out like it is describing a lively woman.

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  18. DG MARYOGA

    Love it Christy,I feel your verses like the gentle Zephyr wind that uplifts my spirits …
    It’s a “she”,her breath must be sweet and scented!Blowing warm spring kisses your way πŸ™‚ ✿) β™‘

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  19. irinadim

    This is a very lovely personification of the wind. Your lines made me think deeply and smile at the end. It’s always a joy to read your poetry, Christy.

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  20. Norah

    Oh those winds that are everywhere and nowhere. We’ve had some wind and rain too. Today we were just about to have lunch on the patio when the wind bullied us away. As soon as we had retreated indoors it wandered off to find someone else to bully. Maybe it only wanted to play? Enjoy the weekend.

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  21. Indah Susanti

    We have windy week in the Netherlands – every single day this week πŸ™‚ Now it is bit calm down πŸ™‚ Your poem is beautiful – love this one, represents how I feel about the wind πŸ™‚ Thank you!
    “The wind is everywhere, and yet
    Nowhere that I choose to touch.”

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      1. Dalo 2013

        I do have to add that you have also described Mother Nature so well: “She is never apologetic for, The gashes that she leaves along her route…” πŸ™‚

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  22. yprior1

    really wonderful poem C – and you captured the mysterious side to the wind in such personal way – enjoyed it much. and we have had a lot of windy days lately – so the timing was nice too…
    πŸ’¨πŸ’¨πŸ’¨πŸ’¨πŸ’¨

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  23. mrsmariposa2014

    Christy, after your nice comment on Becoming His Butterfly, I thought I’d come check out your stuff because I just love poetry AND parfaits! How ironic the first thing I read is a lovely piece about wind! Here in Kansas, we are recovering from the fierce side of her, and today, amid debris clean-up, she is playfully jingling my chimes on the porch, mild once more. She’s a changable lady around here!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      How wonderful to see you here and to know you love both poetry & parfaits πŸ˜€ We will get along well! Oh dear, it sounds like the wind had a temper tantrum your way, so I hope she is behaving herself for you now!

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  24. petescribes

    She has chased herself across my sky,
    Carrying a heavy heart of mostly grey,
    Cast herself down on me with showers of heavy rain,
    I am hoping tomorrow she might be less fickle,
    Blow a little softer, be a little warmer,
    And let me see those blue skies again,
    πŸ™‚

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  25. megdekorne

    Christy dear, you are wind , light , beauty , tree , shade and moon …I’m quite sure that the wind spirit is totally smiling ….beautiful poem ! Love xxxmeg

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  26. inesephoto

    She is not my friend – it is all I know for sure. I am having headaches when she is around. As to the weather, I am visiting in Utah and it is lovely here. Got to see the Lunar Eclipse, and took a photo of the blood red moon.
    Love your poem and your playful approach with the elements:)
    Hugs!

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    1. Christy Birmingham Post author

      Sorry to hear about your headaches, Ines 😦 The wind better go easier on you! I do like seeing you here and knowing you are back in the blogging world makes me happy! Hugs and thanks for the nice words here xo

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  27. Sherri

    ….’as I tried to catch her within my red cloth sleeves..’ Love this Christy, beautiful poem and I love the wind, but not too strong πŸ™‚ ❀

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