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Tonya
Tonya
Jan 21, 2009 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Savage Zephyr


Savage Zephyr

 

Most tangible wind,

Why do you blow so fiercely?

What god has set you free to roam at your own will?

Do you seek my body out for some specific reason?

Your strength has captured bits and pieces of this Earth.

 

My soul feels your abrasiveness.

 

Your currents are wicked fingers that

Scour the flesh from my frame.

Shall I be part of your journey?

Fragments of myself entered into your eddies,

Carried upon your streams, melded within your identity,

Delivered with you, to your own, unknown destination.

 

 

1.21.2009

© Tonya

— Tonya, Jan 21, 2009

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Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Tonya,

I cannot believe no one has commented on this beauty yet. By the way: Welcome to Neopoet! It´s great to have you here, I´ll be looking forward to your other posts, Ink Dragon
Race_9togo

Race_9togo

17 years 4 months ago

Tonya

This is wonderful. superb imagery emotions captured so well with so few words tornado time, most definitely. Love the last line, it widens what was a narrow scope of now into future times, and I like that. Respectfully, Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 4 months ago

Thank you both very much.

Thank you both very much. Perhaps is the mood at the time, but, sometimes....don't ya just feel you could disintigrate into a million pieces and be blown away? lol...writers are just plain weird.
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Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Jim,

that is usually my line! ~Nina
Race_9togo

Race_9togo

17 years 4 months ago

NIna

:D LOL Respectfully Jim "Laws and rules don't kill freedom: narrow-minded intolerance does" : Race
Rett

Rett

17 years 4 months ago

Jim speak for yourself

I like this poem and the rest of you are nuts and don't count.... uh, how do you count to two? Fine write here Tonya. And btw, actually they are sane, I'm nuts, but like them I think it is a gem. Respectfully, Rett: "Next time you think you're perfect, walk on water."
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Conect11

17 years 4 months ago

very well crafted Tonya!

I'm really impressed by how descriptive you are of the wind. Tangible, yet invisible. You put "meat" to tha which we can't see, only feel. "My soul feels your abrasiveness." is a line that I wish I had written. One small need for possible correction, replace "you" with "your" in "You currents are wicked fingers that," unless of course you intended it to be "you currents." I like this alot! Mark W. Galatians 5:22-23 "22 But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness, and self-control. Against these, there is no law!" My favorite verse(s) in the Bible
themoonman

themoonman

17 years 4 months ago

Tonya

Welcome to the site... you've started with a beautiful description of "dust in the wind"... loved your wording! Richard
Tonya

Tonya

17 years 4 months ago

lol… I love that Richard..

lol... I love that Richard.. dust in the wind, i had not connected the song till you said that..all we are is dust in the wind.. Thank you for your very kind words. And yes.it should have been 'your currents', Mark. I am bad at missing little things like that. The lines are in my head and i guess, i just don't see it when i read sometimes. heehee.. i like macabre too Kelsey I'm nuts, you're nuts, we're ALL nuts! times are strange but we are stranger… Gonna fit right in then, Proprietress! :) Ya'll all have a terrific day! Tonya