Blown

 

Blown

It whistles a soft melody, this whisper of the wind.
Sings a mysterious lullaby, seemingly without end.
We do not know its language, but know it well by Braille.
It makes a tangle of our hair and swells our vessel’s sail.
It blows into a tempest that hurls us off our course.
Where it once took us willingly, it takes us now by force.
It is that infinite mystery whose answer is unknown
until someday, perhaps, when we arrive at where we’re blown.

The prompts for today are: unknown whisper infinite  lullaby
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/07/29/fowc-with-fandango-unknown/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/07/29/rdp59-whisper/
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/07/29/daily-addictions-2018-week-30/(infinite)
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/07/29/lullaby/

 

8 thoughts on “Blown

    1. lifelessons Post author

      Now that is something, Marilyn, as I know you don’t like poetry as a general rule. Are you talking about your Whispering piece or one you haven’t put on your blog yet? As for the Whispering..Try to get hold of a “Chicken Soup for the Soul” book, “Dreams and the Unexplainable.” I have a piece in it, but that’s not why I’m telling you to read it. It has so many examples of what you describe in your “Whispers” piece.

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