wind

EASILY BLOWN APART HAIKU STACK

hurricane erika

Hurricane coming

Puts life into perspective

What matters or not

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Some days feel anger

Wah, wah, this baby feels sad

Feel this, says the wind

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Huddle in tin home

Promising to be grateful

If it misses me

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Nature’s reminder

Decide: chaos or order?

Embrace quiet breeze

© 2015 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: NOAA (forecast.weather.gov)

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BALVALORI (WIND)

hurricane chaos 2004 Jeanne
Winds have a wondrous way

Of nudging us toward adventure

Warm wind stroking, teasing

Promising a life of ease and luxury

Cool wind puffing us up

Encouraging ambition

Whispering: This way, let me push you

Toward your destiny

Aggressive wind, mixed messages

Producing anger

Or even lust for

All of life’s offerings

Extracting life-giving moisture

Burning a face fever-red.

 

But escalating wind

Remains most menacing of all

Tornado wind

Hurricane wind

Strength through invisibility

Raising neck hairs making us

Preternaturally aware of danger

From an ancient, barely-used

Segment of our brain

Choose flight

Because fight is impossible!

Run from the wind

Run and do not stop

Run like a pack animal

Fearing aloneness

Moving through luckless landscapes

To escape chaos

And reunite with order.

 

Winds occasionally have a wickedness

We unfortunately witness…

 

© 2015 ViataMaja, Poezija

(Image: my back yard during Hurricane Jeanne 2004)