The Wind

Here's an imagery poem that I wrote a while back. Tell me what you think.

The Wind
By A.
2/10/09

The wind is howling
Beating at the kitchen window
Whistling through the pines
Crashing with the ocean

A cool breeze is whispering
Waving through the grass
Calling through the trees
Caressing your face

Summer wind
Winter blizzard
Chinook
Breeze
Silence

-A.