The Wind

When I was young through beauties gaze

winds blew by me as if to sing

Their songs of love to me were praise

that lifted me upon their wing

 

Rich did the spoils of time unroll

an empire's trophies I would raise

And write my name across life's scroll

to earn the laurels of friend's praise

 

Can anyone know what will come

when the wind blows us cold and gale

Or what direction it be from

when finally we set our sail

 

But now those days are tempered dear

time's winds no longer sing for me

For now the quiet hush I hear

makes life's truth so easy to see

 

Author's Note

Time has a way of answering our questions if we listen.

Reviews

[Mark]

I don't really understand what God's plan is in this regard, that our abilites and even our destinies seem to remain hidden from us in large measure (if not totally) until we are old, and, looking back, mutter, "Oh, yeah, there's where I shoulda..." I hear in this verse a certain degree of that wistfulness, that regret, and as might be apparent, I can identify with those sentiments completely. May I add here that your ability to render deep and complex thoughts in perfectly crafted rhyme and meter is such a rare ability here, and I commend you highly; it is what, in my not-at-all-humble opinion, changes a mere philosophical ramble into a poem.

[Marie Harrison]

Beautiful and moving poem!

[Charles]

I like this one a lot - the rhythm, the theme, the progression. I wish you'd do something about 'through beauties gaze' - I don't know whether beauty should be a plural, needs an apostrophe, or what exactly it means. As usual, you have a few 'inverted' sentences to force rhymes - I point this out because here the word order is such that the 'inversion' is not distracting (see: Rich did the spoils of time unroll - not bad form at all, though the inversion is there). Since you use at least one apostrophe, I'd say be consistent: empire's, friends' (or friend's depending on whether you want plural or singular), and time's. I can't say which stanza I prefer - they are all pretty good and follow one another in a tight sequence. Except for the few things I mention, then, i'll simply say Bravo!

[Robyn]

truth is revealed in this poem
nice work

[Omar Fendri]

aaaaaaaaaa , speechless, honestly, i've got no word to say because this what you wrote is a fact : the reality of life... the last stanza is splendid and breathtaking.... and i admire it

[Solitaire-P0ette]

That was beautiful....such truth. Great Poem =)

[Coyote Poetry]

Those must of been hard and good days when men roam the world on ships. Life teaches us to appreciate the good things we have in a life. When we reflect on a life. We begin to be kinder and more quiet. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Ruth]

Always an inspiring message within your work love!
This is beautifully woven Tate :)
What a journey!
xx

[Lilly]

Time can teach us a lot...
Lovely flow and rhyme - beautiful writing

[Helena]

Oh so beautifully written Tate. I loved the flow, the truth and insight that you have shared with us. Well done my friend!

[Poetic Beauty]

This is done beautifully and the flow is smooth as always.