When The Wind Howls – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“You have to accept the storms and the rainy days and the things in life that you sometimes don’t want to face.” Bai Ling

When The Wind Howls

Is it strange that when the wind howls
and judders the eaves that I turn to 
wondering if I have angered the gods,
whose ice cold air has pressed down on me
for unremitting, unwitting, repetitious 
misdemeanours of which I know nothing,
but suspect exist as enigmas of blind sins
deposed by memories,
child's play held in faulty tales,
awaiting judgement,
blindfolded just like all the others who
feel something of a weight when the
wind howls.

Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Filed under Free Verse, life, mindfulness, poem, psychology, quote

12 responses to “When The Wind Howls – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Wind is the main bothersome element here and from now on for months it will howl.


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  2. Howling winds can be scary.

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  3. I’ve often wondered what Nature is trying to communicate with a storm. It’s too much to imagine!

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  4. lync56

    I like this wondering poem


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