Journey of the Winds

May 28, 2013

Journey to the Great Unknown Eyes a glazed and fever flown Somewhere new, walk alone And the old: a stepping stone Clouds of danger growing near Wind begins to interfere People simply, disappear In the darkness we all fear The lull corrupts to soothe Cover up all clues But we know its moods And yet; everything we lose Again the rains of sadness come By the prickling of my thumbs All that is will become Can that we pick up the crumbs? Lonely survivor searches for meaning Death and distress the sky is teeming Hope for an Intervening Thus begins the keening Eventually, the dust will settle Little fishes stop to tremble As the stinging, poison Nettle In lives proceeds to meddle As sun sinks down to sleep The moon again begins to creep Softly cushioned As in a sheep Until another time to weep

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AlicefyreJun 1, 2013

Thank you :) I'll be sure to keep that in mind for future poems.

TayJaeThornMay 29, 2013

My oh my, this is simply a magnificent poem. The only critique I can hope to offer is to pay attention to your punctuation. If you're going to have any, then you need to go the extra mile and make sure all of your punctuation drives home the point you want it to. Because even though you know in what way your poem should be read, the rest of us don't. :) Anyways, like I said, a very powerful poem. I love it, and it really conveys the tragedy that these people no doubt experienced.