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Dancing in the Wind with Aunt Ana

‘Lectrical storm,
prophesied my aunt Ana,
All fire and precious little water.

Drum-rolls of thunder
bounced about on the western horizon
like pin-balls.
Ribbony fingers of lightning
pointed toward town.

The wind has caught fire,
shrilled my aunt.
Reach up and douse the wind.

I reached up.
I squeezed the wind.
The wind warmed my hand.

My being is all
birdsongs, wind chimes,
a clarinet in the dark.
Dance with me.

I danced.

poem by Sonny Rainshine
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Wind Chimes

Hangin' down from my window
Those are my wind chimes
Wind chimes
Wind chimes
In the late afternoon you're
Hung up on wind chimes
Wind chimes
Wind chimes
Though it's hard i try
Not to look at my wind chimes
Wind chimes
Wind chimes
Now and then a tear rolls on my cheek
On a warm breeze the little bells
Tinklin' wind chimes
Wind chimes
Wind chimes
Close your eyes and lean back
Listen to wind chimes
Wind chimes
Wind chimes
It's so peaceful
Close to a lullabye
The wind chimes tinglin'
Tinglin'
Tinglin'
Tinglin'
The wind chimes tinglin'
Tinglin'
Tinglin'
Tinglin'
Da do do da do do da do do da do do
Whisperin' winds send my wind chimes a tinklin'
Whisperin' winds send my wind chimes a tinklin'
Whisperin' winds send my wind chimes a tinklin'
Whisperin' winds send my wind chimes a tinklin'

song performed by by Beach Boys
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Chimes are the Wind

Chime’s are the Wind

“Chimes are the wind”, when it goes from Dawn to Twilight.

“Chimes are the wind”, when the sun goes down and the moon goes up.

“Chimes are the wind”, when the Ocean’s tidal waves splash the deep blue and the aqua
water and the tidal pools disappear.

“Chimes are the wind”, when the puffy white clouds cover the golden yellow sun.

“Chimes are the wind”, when the rain floods the river.

“Chimes are the wind”, when there’s a million possibilities.

“Chimes are the wind”, when there are no more possibilities to harm the world
when there’s such a peaceful place in the universe that there is so-many
possibilities there are endless possibilities.

By: Bella Martinez

poem by Bella Martinez
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The Wind

Who has seen the wind?
Not me, not you, not them
can see the wind even
those with eyes as big as balls.
The wind passes by without
traffic control and sets her pace
to directions, without our invitation.
The wind touches our skin with
her soft fingers or rages like
fire that eats up the standing embers.
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poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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What Do You Want With Me

You live in a mansion, with your own private harbor
And you own an island, where you go every summer

What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire

You're been educated in the best schools all around the world
Life is simple when people hang on your every word

What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire

Your father is a leader and unknown to the world
A puppet master of billions, and your his little girl

What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire

You mother has a club in Rome where the elite come to gather
Illuminated by fine conversation, while enjoying their evening supper

What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire

Your riches can't buy everything
Your riches can't buy everything

You are a collector of unique and very precious things
And store them for safe keeping, hoping to save them

What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire
What do you want with me, Earth, wind, water, or fire

Copyright Colin Coplin 2012

poem by Colin Coplin
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Wind Me Up

I've got something
That you ought to know
Don't even know
Whether to come or go
Up down
Head's spinning around
Wind up in
The lost and found
Wind me up, Wind me up
Wind me up, Wind me up
Wind me up, Wind me up
Tell me why
You make it so hard
All I ask is
Finish what you start
Wind me up, Wind me up
Wind me up, Wind me up
Wind me up, Wind me up
Wind me up that's
All you do
Wind me up and
Leave me blue
I'd like to see if
You could be
Kind enough to me
When you
Wind me up
Don't take me places
Then wanna go home
Sometimes, I think
I'm better off alone
Hey girl, you know
What you do
Color me red
Then leave me blue

song performed by by Extreme
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Why should we do to not be caught by wind?

Why should we do to not be caught by wind?
Run!
Running and keep moving so the wind can’t touch you

Why should we do to not be caught by wind?
Hide!
Hiding in the deep hole untouchable by swirling wind

Why should we do to not be caught by wind?
Fill!
Filling and covering your body so the wind can’t blow you

Why should we do to not be caught by wind?
Face!
Facing with all courage till the wind weakly disappear

poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Wild As The Wind (feat. Trisha Yearwood)

Johnny grew up
On the dark side of the law
Livin' in the shadow
Of the light he never saw
Rosie came 'round
In the way that true love does
Just when you're lookin' elsewhere
For the thing that never was
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
So they team up
And they traveled on thier way
Lookin' for forever
For every yesterday
She brings him hope
In the way that Angels do
Takin' him to heaven
In ways he never knew
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Every so often
He gets a stray look in his eye
She knows how to hold him
Without ever askin' why
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Wild As The Wind

Johnny grew up
On the dark side of the law
Livin in the shadow
Of the light he never saw
Rosie came round
In the way that true love does
Just when youre lookin elsewhere
For the thing that never was
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
So they team up
And they traveled on thier way
Lookin for forever
For every yesterday
She brings him hope
In the way that angels do
Takin him to heaven
In ways he never knew
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Every so often
He gets a stray look in his eye
She knows how to hold him
Without ever askin why
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love
Wild as the wind
Wild as the wind is
Wild as the wind is love

song performed by by Garth Brooks
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Sonnet: The Wind

What shakes the trees so violently? ’Tis Wind;
What moves the clouds hither/ thither? ’Tis Wind;
What takes the tornado around? ’Tis Wind;
What brings the sandstorm on the earth? ’Tis Wind.

What makes the cool and gentle breeze? ’Tis Wind
What makes the boughs and leaves to dance? ’Tis Wind;
What makes the autumn leaves to fall? ’Tis Wind;
What makes the honey-bees to fly? ’Tis Wind.

What makes pollen reach in showers? ’Tis Wind;
What makes the dust to climb towers? ’Tis Wind;
What spreads the perfume of flowers? ’Tis Wind;
What makes the rain-clouds advance far? ’Tis Wind.

What makes the Wind to blow? ’Tis God;
What makes a Tempest stop? ’ Tis our Lord.

7-18-2001

poem by John Celes
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A Wind From... Elsewhere

The wind blows here... the wind blows there
The wind seems to blow from... everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair...
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! Can you see its graceful fingers... playing in your hair?
Nay! You cannot see the wind... e'en though you know it's there.
It's flitting... it's flirting... it's prancing everywhere
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE! It blows unexpectedly... with a gentle breeze... it blows...
The Great Hand of Miracles... brings it... then it goes
To greet the early morning sun... to dance to and fro
From the highest, loftiest mountain heights... to valleys... far below. 'Who is He that sitteth upon the circle of the earth...
Who gathereth the winds in his fists—Who maketh a wind to pass over...
Thou hearest the sound thereof...
But canst not tell whence it cometh... and wither it goeth.' The wind blows here... the wind blows there...
The wind seems to blow... from everywhere.
But the wind I love... when it blows... blows fair—
This wind... when it blows... blows from... ELSEWHERE!

poem by Elga Haymon White
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Ride On The Wind... Forever...

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind… Forever
… and I Want You Riding With Me…

I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You

I Want To Ride On The Wind… Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind… Wild and Free
For The Wind – Will Never Be Tame…
So Hold On Tight and Just… Breathe…

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!

I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind – In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
… then Float like Snow – Dancing Down

I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind – Forever
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me… Everywhere

… Ride The Wind – Let It Begin – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Breathe It In – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Blow Again – Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind – Raise The Wind – Ride The Wind!

poem by MoonBee Canady
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Will Of The Wind

The voices in the wind,
Will take you home again,
The journey home has just begun by friend,
The magic in your eyes,
Was more than I surmised,
And I surrender time and time again,
To the will of the wind
The will of the wind, child
The wind in the wind chimes,
Takes you home again.
The will of the wind
The will of the wind, child
The wind in the wind chimes,
Takes you home again.
The will of the wind

song performed by by Kenny Loggins
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Wind Horse

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, gentle Wind horse, you were the last of your kind.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you were running wild and free.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, with this freedom you did nothing but give;
When one called for help you carried them to safety,
No enemy did you have.

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave your life one day
To a boy with no leg.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you gave him your endless love.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you now run in the Great Hunting Grounds;
Giving joy to those there, as you did here.

Da naho… It is said,
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, your life was not the last gift
You gave the People.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, you prayed for us, you wished a wish for us.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we remember you through your brother Horse.

Wi: yo: h … It is good.
Wind Horse, Wind Horse, we see you still.

poem by Tolly Rebeka Christian BlackWolf Hawk
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Riding The Wind Together

My mind wandered aimlessly
to another place and time
far away in the distance
heard the wind gathering
rhymes.

The miracle of the wind
called me
as it galloped through
the meadows
come my darling, stay with
me
and ride the wind together.

The wind danced before my
eyes
I heard the wind howling
begging, sweeetheart come
to me
we'll ride the wind together.

When I look into your eyes
I see my future unfolding
many lovely tomorrows with
you
we'll ride the wind together.

Now all is dark, just you
and I
cuddling close together
our love will endure the
storms of life
we're still riding the wind
together.

poem by Heather Burns
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Lightning

Cool as the water melting from the winter snows
You are the island Ive been looking for
I dont know where you come from
But I can feel you comin on
Youre a storm inside my soul
Thats ragin out of control
Call the wind out
Call out the thunder
Oh lightning, only you can will the weather
I said come on
Wont ya come on?
Lightning youre mine
Tonight, tonight
You caught me while I was sleepin
Restin from a heavy run
I saw you in your evening gown
You were lighting up the sky
No matter what tomorrow brings
Lightning, your mine tonight
Woah, lightning your mine tonight
Crack the horizon
Only you can split the night
Then comes your mother cloud to take you away
Another wind will dry me
And the sun will make me warm
But to me my life will always be
The calm before the storm
(chorus)
(solo)
(chorus)

song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
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When the wind started blowing in the afternoon

When the wind started blowing in the afternoon,
some African red-knobbed coots rose in a screaming row,
while the sun hanged over the water red like fire

and the twilight only lasted moments
while they flew past with slapping wings,
when the wind started blowing in the afternoon,

I felt a light breeze blowing against my cheek,
there was serenity and peace that came to me
while the sun hanged over the water red like fire,

there was a kind of bliss in nature
when dappled Egyptian goose also tried to avoid me,
when the wind started blowing in the afternoon,

I was caught by the sheer beauty,
I heard the call of birds cutting through the reeds,
while the sun hanged over the water red like fire

while the sky was darker and no more azure,
while ducks glide magically through the water,
when the wind started blowing in the afternoon,
the sun hanged over the water red like fire.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Fiery Lover

I watch a candle burns
Its fire was quietly molded
And the wind was the artist.
The fire forms into a rose

I touch the candle’s fire
I felt the fire pushes me away
Contrary from what it shows
Its looks deceives me, totally

The wind blew the candle
The fire struggle to stay
The wind pushes it away
Its beauty vanishes instantly

If only it was not hot
It would be in my hands
I would have mold
A beauty impossible to hold

It had trusted the wind
Only wind was able to touch
I was forbidden to hold
All I can do is to watch

If only it had trusted me
It would be a different story
I had offered my hands
Though I know it’ll be burned

My hand’s not soft as a wind
It’s not as tender at it seems
But at least my hands
Are connected to a heart

poem by John Anthony Maligro
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Childrens Book-I Have Seen The Wind

I have seen the wind through its invisibility
Sometimes I see the wind when it shows itself to me.

Sometimes the wind is brown and gritty and forms in twists and spires
Sometimes the wind is leafy greens and auburn reds on fire.

Sometimes the wind is snowy like- white and flaky in the sky.
And even once at the garbage dump it was papers passing by.

Once upon a summer day, the wind was new-mown lawn.
And on a drive in the countryside it was tumbleweeds tumbling along.

The wind is a chameleon, everchanging as it passes by.
Once in the spring it was a floating cascade of lilac petals in the sky.

The most beautiful sight was when the wind became a whirl of butterflies.
The wind flits through the air then falls to the ground and lies.

Yes, I have seen the chameleon wind and its ever-changing hues,
with the colors of the rainbow, will it show itself to you?

poem by Christine K. Trease
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humor ***** ART OF WAR

The book, the Art of War by Sun Zsu, had inspired a lot with my aunt especially when she came acrossed the highlighted points of the book,
' ferocious as the fire, silent as the forest, immovable as the mountain, fast as the wind.'
She implanted those thoughts on her son for his everyday real battle in life but it went in different direction:
Fire: her son became a hot-tempered fellow
Forest: he loved messy things and untidy
Mountain: yes immovable as the laziest guy on earth
Wind: full of airy thoughts son and with empty head
My aunt was totally disappointed. She thought her son would be like Napoleon Bonaparte, Mao Zedung, Adolf Hitler and others who once treasured the book, the Art of War.

poem by Rommel Mark Dominguez Marchan
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I'm Writing to the Wind

I'm writing to the wind
The words drift from my mouth
They dance and mix about
Then lose what they're about

I'm writing to the wind
To say I stand alone
To let the people know
I came and then went home

I'm writing to the wind
Because no one seems to know
We're nearly almost at the door
Where no one want to go

And if the wind says no
I think I'll understand
The wind just comes and goes
And seldom makes a stand

The wind can pass me buy
Or stay awhile to linger
The wind can never die
Or rise to point it's finger

The wind goes on and on
Around the world forever
Unless it comes to find
It's a sad and poor endeavor

For after we are gone
The wind will just be flying
'Ore empty barren plain
We made as we lay dieing

poem by S. Michael Downs
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