Sunday, March 12, 2006

"The Wind Blows Wherever it Pleases"


The wind blows once more
and just as before
it scatters the leaves of my fate.
But this wind is breezey,
this wind, fair and easy,
this wind ends the winter of late.

4 comments:

A.E.B. said...

This makes me smile, Josh.

Anonymous said...

I like those flowers. and the poem. and the thoughts behind it.

phillers said...

Josh Barber, you are a good man, and a much better wordsmith than I

Owen said...

Gosh, why would anyone write such a depressing poem! I am kidding.

On a more truthful note, this poem feels like when I let out my breath after something hard is over and when I take it back in I swear that it is worth more than it used to be. Awesome how you said such a wonderful thing in such a short and to the point poem. Your poems are good from what I have heard.