I see everything and
I have seen everything that ever was
I toss the world – leaves, your hair, your papers
your clothes, your kites and I laugh.
I push sails out to sea and turn
mighty turbines, I move the ocean,
lift sand and send it flying,
scatter seeds, befriend the birds
and change the earth.
No man can tell me where to go,
thunderstorms and the slowly turning
earth drives me, pole to pole.
Nothing escapes me, in my fury
I destroy, break trees, tear apart houses
and there is no power to stop me.
But on a sunny day, when the sweat beads
on your forehead, I will caress you
with a cooling kiss and you will bless me.

Copyright Β©2025 Lisa Paul
Bjorn is the host of d’Verse Poets Pub and he challenges us:
So today I would like you to challenge yourself and try to write from a different perspective or maybe even several perspectives than what you normally do.
You can do this by either writing something totally new or if you prefer, take an old perspective written from for instance first person singular and change it to third person.
Or write a poem about a collective: we. Do you need the otherness of they to define that collective.?
What do you get? How does it feel? and most importantly how do you think it will affect the reader? is the reader included or excluded?
If you feel like it you may want to combine the perspective with that of personification and write from the perspective of an abstract object such as a baloon.
The wind is a powerful force.
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Yes, I agree π¬οΈπ©΅
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Interesting choice. I do like how you show different aspects of the wind.
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Thank you ππ¬οΈπ©΅
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I love this – all the ways wind moves. Just perfect.
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Thank you very much! ππ¬οΈπ©΅
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I love the resilience and story of reclaiming power – Jae
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Thank you, Jae! π©΅π¬οΈπ
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I like all the movement in this poem; just like the wind, it canβt keep still: tossing, pushing, lifting and scattering! I love a cool breeze, but wind is indeed powerful and destructive too. And what a great choice of photo to illustrate it, Lisa.
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Thank you, Kim! π¬οΈπ©΅
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You’re most welcome, Lisa!
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Beautiful lines to express rage.
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Thank you so much, Reena ππ¬οΈπ©΅
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Wow, love this Lisa.π
We have the first storm of the season arriving shortly π
No idea why they give them names.
This one is called Amy .
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I hope she blows around you. It seems like we have more storms every year. Thank you, dear Maggie and stay safe β€οΈβ€οΈβ€οΈ
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You are very welcome always Lisa.β€οΈπ₯°β€οΈ
Thank you tooπ
Same here, we never had this weather when I was a kid.
She is stamping her feet at the moment πlets hope she runs out of steam π€ͺ
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Yes, I’m hoping with you π©΅β¨π€
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What a great exploration of another POV. This was captivating!
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Thank you, Violet! β€οΈπ¬οΈπ©΅
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Love this Lisa – powerfully written π
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Thank you, Ange ππ©΅π¬οΈ
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I love the personfication of the wind and both its destructive force and the sweetness of its kisses when you need it most.
Amy is on her way to shake us here in Sweden
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Let’s hope all she does is shake a little π
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And thank you ππ©΅π¬οΈ
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Thank you, Violet! β€οΈπ¬οΈπ©΅
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I have a complicated relationship with the wind these days. I found this wind’s perspective captured some of the reasons for that love-hate dynamic.
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Oh my! You’ve got my imagination working, wondering…. It seems to me that the storms are just getting worse and worse. We have had a few storms with straight line winds over the last 2 or 3 years and they have been devastating. They break trees in half. Send roofs flying. The damage is unbelievable. Power lines down everywhere and the power was out in summer of 2024 for 7 days, it was awful!
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The wind! The wind! Your poem is a great personification of his/her strength and great power .. to do evil, to be a thing of beauty when we swelter in the sun. Cheers!
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Thank you! β¨βΊοΈ
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Isn’t this always the case? We tell the weather how much we can’t stand it, maybe even hate it sometimes, but when it is going our way we love it! It is always too hot, too cold, too rainy, too humid……
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Haha! I know it is true of me, too. Thank you for being here β¨β€οΈ
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A creative poem, Lisa. Very descriptive images!
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Thank you, Dwight β¨π©΅β¨
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You are very welcome!
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Lisa, beautiful poem. You made me think of this song:
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Thank you! The song is beautiful. His voice is so lovely ππ¬οΈπ©΅
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You are very welcome. Yes, it is β€
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