Where the Wind Blows

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Where the Wind Blows
 (Rhyme Form)
By: Noel N. Villarosa

As the wind blows unannounced

Rising up one soul from his lowness

As it howls, journey commenced

Most likely to ponder over his cumbersome blindness

Spent his childhood days in a mountainous place

Facing a vast expanse of seawater

Sandy beach and rocky shoreline to showcase

Old folks were a farmer and boat-builder

Picturesque at almost every turn, only for their eyes

A blind man could not see but a gentle breeze tells it all

As the breeze was cooled by the lake is what it implies

as the wind blows is his device to know what would befall

The rushing of wind would mean a gusty storm

In no time his place be battered by typhoons

Hearing waves undulate liberally, his mind conforms

With the wind tempting to harness his fiddle to attune

When it all calms down, fallen leaves on the ground

Sea froth bubbling after lapping waves

Zephyr comes around to soothe the weariness

As life lurks in out of the blue to cast around

He wishes to know and to see

Through where the wind blows

And ends up hating the humidity

Always wanted someone breathing so close

15th place winner in Where The Wind Blows Contest
Sponsored by: Gail Angel Doyle

Contest Judged: 6/4/2013

Posted: www.poetrysoup.com

20 May 2013