Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Oh Wind, Wind, Wind

Oh wind, wind, wind
It speaks not a word
Yet its call is known
It is not to be seen
Yet its presence is felt
It is from distance afar
Yet its touch is near
It is ever so free
Yet in bondage to sail and mill
Oh wind, wind, wind
What mysteries you reveal.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Oh Wind, Wind, Wind, Rose Marie Raccioppi, THE WIND AND THE WILLOW, Publish America, 2008.

Claude Monet, French Impressionist, 1840 - 1926, A Windmill Near Zaandam Netherlands, 1871.


  1. Hi Rose Marie:

    Sorry I haven't checked in for a bit-- didn't have very much internet access for a while. This is a really lovely poem-- love the lines "It is ever so free/Yet in bondage to sail and mill"

  2. Thank you John - and so very much a reflection of our own lives...