Old Man Wind

[Pendragon]

Old Man Wind

The wind is an old man
And he has his mood swings,
Sometimes you can hear him
In the trees as he sings—

Sometimes he is happy,
So gentle and warm,
Or a nice cool sweet Zephyr
On a hot summer morn—

Sometimes he is grouchy,
He rants and he moans,
You can almost hear the agony
As all of the trees groan—

Sometimes he is angry,
And he lets out a howl,
The terrified trees
All bend and they bow—

He is sometimes destructive,
Twisted storms crash about;
His voice in the trees
Is one prolonged shout—

But you always must take him
The way that he is
If you want to be friends
With this old man called Wind…

Pendragon
©1/14/09

[windblown]

After the rain woman Old Man Wind - I like the different voices and moods of that old fellow. Wonder who's next? From wind to wind, windblown

[PrinceMyshkin]

Hmm, a touch too sweet from my taste and I wish you would eschew the predictable rhymes.

[cogs]

i live in a windy city, and you really do have to accept the wind's many moods, 'cause you can't argue with him.

[kiz_paws]

I rather liked this one, Pen.

This poem could be read to young children, then ask them to draw a picture of their rendition of Old Man Wind. Your words would draw out the creativity of those budding artists, yeah, I can see it now!

I personally always thought of Old Man Wind as a maniac who cannot be trusted!

Thanks for your images. :)

[Riesa]

Hmm, a touch too sweet from my taste and I wish you would eschew the predictable rhymes.


I appreciate this, Myshkin. However, I must agree with ms. Kiz, it could be enjoyed by children.

[jon1jt]

I think this is a little gem of a poem that had me smiling and reading out loud with it halfway down.

I wonder if anyone else felt that there was something off with this:



And he lets out a howl,
The terrified trees
All bend and they bow

From the top, 6 syllables, 5, and for the last I think may read better with 6. Not sure.

Thanks.