Wind

I was a songwriter before I made peace with poetry. Music made intuitive sense to me, but I had to be taught to see the beauty in poems. One of my favorite exercises in my creative writing class was when we listened to an instrumental together and were asked to write a poem inspired by what we heard. Here’s mine:

“Wind”
Wind, blow harder
I dare you to knock me down
I’ll clench my fists and face
Your locomotive force
I’ll step forward just to spite you
Stretch my arms and expose
‘Do your worst,’ I say
I know in my heart that I’m stronger than you
Don’t say you’re giving up now