melissaahowells - Within The Green Wind Becomes The Fall

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within the Green Wind becomes the fall
and within the Wind
Who carries it all
sifting leaves and their branches to the ground
I have seen the Wind
toss it all
yes I have

I think the Wind has fingers
I've seen It tug and grab at leaves
I'm certain the Wind has a mighty breath
I witnessed It break the tallest trees

I heard the Wind and Its powerful voice
I've heard It as it flattened
then nearly swallowed a small town
with Its singular mouth

I think the Wind suffers from loneliness
without having a choice
I've never seen It stay in one place too long--
not ever long enough to make a friend
or to find a place to know

I think the Wind can be greedy
covetous and unkind
I've seen It steel everything all at once
within It
and then pick up like a ball
and go

I think the Wind might be envious
I've seen It slap gulls and geese
I've seen It mow unsteady people down
face first onto the ground

I think the Wind also grows weary
with Its constant movements
and the need to prove It is there
I've seen the Wind sputter suddenly
the renew with a fury and groaning and a wail

does It know of Itself
does It know It must continue on and on
to places and vistas It cannot know
is It forever-friendless
is that why It cries and carries on so

It is in the ushering in
and the change to every season
you and I know

and now
within gathering of the Paling Green Wind--
goes of the Summer-Green
and then becomes
the Fall.

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LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE
1:17PM PST SEPTEMBER 8, 2019 AND ALSO FOR THIS POET
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD

** The capitalization is for personification purposes.