Like the Wind on a Cool Summers Day

Her voice is powerful,
Yet fragile,
Breaking when you least expect it,
Billowing when you least want it;
Wind on a cool summers day

Piercing through your soul,

Creeping up your spine,

Making it's way into you,

Delicately, Unseen;

Wind on a cool summers day

And when you try to fight it,
Cower indoors, afraid,
It finds away to get you,
Through an open window,
The slit below the door,
Or carried with you in a pocket

Hidden,

Prepared to strike,

As her voice is like the wind,
Like the wind on a cool summers day

Author's Note

The simile I based this off: Her voice is like the wind on a cool summers day.

Reviews

[Monica]

This is well written and full of beautiful imagery :)

[Daniela May]

its beautiful :) really nice xx i love imagery in poems x

[Distant horizons]

Beautifully done. I'll be thinking of this when the wind next says hello.