Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Wicked Awesome Poem Wednesday



The Wind

I saw you toss the kites on high
And blow the birds about the sky
And all around I heard you pass
Like ladies' skirts across the grass.

Oh wind, a-blowing all day long;
Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!

I saw the different things you did
But always you yourself you hid.
I felt you push, I heard you call,
I could not see yourself at all.

Oh wind, a-blowing all day long;
Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!

Oh, you that are so strong and cold.
Oh, blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?

Oh wind, a-blowing all day long;
Oh wind, that sings so loud a song!

-Robert Louis Stevenson

1 comment:

Alaskan Dave Down Under said...

I love kites and I love the wind --me and sailboats get along.

Great poem.

OT I had been following your saga with Joey, just had a hard time finding the words to type... But I was checking in on him and you.

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