Cursing the Winds

you're the devil
In my details
darker than my heart.
I'm your night angel stealing
a lone soul in the dark..
asking for naught...
not a thing have I to gain..
I curse the wicked winds
which keep whispering your name..

Reviews

[PaintedBirdy]

sorry for my interpretation presented below. i liked this :)

the word "you're" implies an other, therefore a relationship, particularly with a devil, or an antagonist. "in my details" suggests the other could be one's self-consciousness and self-critique. to battle this the narrator becomes an angel, who's tool is ironically cursing. the narrator doesn't want anything but to lose this devil or devilling thoughts. the "wicked winds" are the damn thoughts that keep blowing in. i'm quite curious what the name actually is.

thanks for sharing!

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Mondaine for your words and thoughts on my poetry..ever so appreciated;

[mattavelli]

Hello, Fran! :)
This is really beautiful poetry, bewitching, with a smooth gentle rhythm. Thanks for sharing.

[Fran Marie]

Hi Matt;
thanks for reading
and your kind review
on m y poetry..
I so appreciate;

[Chris Shaw]

Mysterious, deep and dark. Cursing the winds..... this sounds like an illicit relationship. He's the devil, he's hooked your angel heart :) a lovely bit of brevity here Fran Marie.

Chris

[Fran Marie]

thanks dear Chris
ever so much
I always appreciate
your kind words on
m y poetry;

[Simbles]

haunting i love it!! hope to see your endeavors advance as you expand your repertoire

[Fran Marie]

thank you..i
s o appreciate
your review..
glad you enjoyed

[Rye]

This is really awesome, I enjoyed this one a lot.

[Fran Marie]

Glad you enjoyed..thank you Rye..;

[Jibey]

A neat confession of the impossible tangle of love...of a relationship that is desired but forbidden, wanted but not wanted. It can be like that.
Powerful and perceptive.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Jibey for your words and thoughts on my poem..ever so appreciated

[Ted Kniffen]

That nighttime walk spent searching for that voice that whispers on the wicked winds...Fran...Fran.
A good example of a love poem. Not all poems of love are gentle pieces that ring of sweet kisses and laughter...some are like this...

Well done, Fran.

[Fran Marie]

Thanks Ted..so very much for your thoughts and words..I appreciate;

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Simply claim what belong to us is amazing,
Defending from being stolen makes it a valuable thing.
We go the extra mile for it, and will never want it leaves.
It's really a pride to be able to protect what we have.

Beautifully written, Fran.
I also like the composition.

[Fran Marie]

thanks Kay..ever so much for reading ..i appreciate

[barleygirl]

Since I just finished reading a long desert novel by Louis L'Amour, I catch a taste of wandering on the hot desert breeze as I read your poem. Many forgotten avenues of nostalgia go exactly like this (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Fran Marie]

True..I was thinking the song Hotel California when writing this short little poem.." you can check out anytime but you can never leave"just how my silly thoughts run..thanks Margie so much for your reviews..always appreciate..

[barleygirl]

That, to me, is one of the all-time best line of lyrics ever written: you can check out anytime but you can never leave . . .

[Fran Marie]

Agree..the entire song is oh so deep and to me has much meaning..