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Simple, Like the Wind
by Richard VinceI lie awake, listening to
The wind playing with
The trees and houses and
Anything else it can
Run around or hide under.
I listen also to the
Thoughts of the months
Ahead that taunt me.
The complexity of my life
Often makes me wish that
I was simple, like the wind:
Not even a physical entity,
Merely a name given to
The phenomenon of
The movement of air.
Perhaps I should be air.
Useful and in great demand
But still simple and free
To explore the world
Around me, moved by warmth
And lack thereof.
Maybe I could be energy.
Useful, like the air, but
Never used up; merely
Transferred from one place
And form to another.
Kinetic, thermal or
Merely potential.
Or maybe I could be
An idea, a mere notion,
Something ephemeral and
Difficult to define and
Of unknowable importance.
Perhaps I am simply
An idea. A concept, being
Tested on this world to
Ascertain its usefulness. 01/21/2005 Posted on 01/22/2005
Copyright © 2024 Richard Vince
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/22/05 at 11:17 PM Excellent combination Richard of humanity...introspection and the nature of our world, if not all worlds; wind..energy. Superb closure in that last stanza, subtley bringing the element of God into the mixture. Adds to favorites. |
| Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 01/26/05 at 03:40 PM good one! Yeah, life is full of tests that we take over and over again until we get it right! |
| Posted by Amy Niggel on 01/26/05 at 04:01 PM Great job as always doll. I really like this one a lot.
"Not even a physical entity,
Merely a name given to
The phenomenon of
The movement of air." That is an amazing line. *sigh* see this is why you're my favorite ;) |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 03/10/05 at 04:20 PM Hypnotic piece - and certainly not the epitome of simplicity - and yet the concept is expressed with style and atmosphere (forgive the vacuous pun :). Some tasty abstractions here, complimented by physical references with the hard edges rounded off. + > fav |
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