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    dots Submission Name: The Winddots

    Author: Swimming Bird
    ASL Info:    31/m/AR
    Elite Ratio:    5.36 - 92/90/27
    Words: 148
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsThe Winddots

    Once upon a moonlit night
    As I was walking home,
    A strange new Wind blew through my mind,
    And it began to roam.

    It wandered far to distant lands,
    To times and eras past.
    It sailed through oceans long forgot,
    The Wind, a sturdy mast.

    It made new worlds, and thoughts, and men,
    I'd never dared create.
    It made new lives, and laughs, and loves,
    I can't enumerate.

    It made me question who I am,
    And who I then could be.
    It made me question all the realms
    Of possibility.

    The Wind blew in, and for a while,
    I dreamt of dreams untold.
    And then blew out and left me there,
    Young and fresh and bold.

    Thus ends my tale, and now it's done,
    I bid thee all adieu.
    I hope you'll keep an open mind,
    And let The Wind blow through.

    Submitted on 2012-07-10 08:14:50     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I'm surprised I haven't stumbled upon this before, it's a beautiful journey. This poem even reminded me of the quote you gave me, 'stay open, who knows, lightning could strike.'

    Some things I have always treasured in you; your open mind, and beautiful poetry. This is simply a culmination of the two truths I know of you.

    Keep up the good work.
    | Posted on 2013-05-02 00:00:00 | by blankscreen | [ Reply to This ]
      i seem to have many winds blow through my mind, inducing many storms that wreak havoc, and then when the skies clear and the sun shines once more, i wonder where i have been, because i certainly can't remember anything except a gentle breeze that turned into a hard, biting wind, and then....

    chaos, and then...calm

    and puzzlement...with the hope that from all that a new thought is born.

    | Posted on 2012-07-11 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this so much. It reminds me of dreaming while thinking I'm awake. All the realms of possibility seem open to my imagination. Being a musician it also reminds me of a song by Cat Stevens "I listen to the wind, to the wind of my soul. I let my music take me where my heart wants to go." I believe the title is also "The Wind". I like the way each verse covers a different portion of the dream, The roaming, the seemingly clear vision of things from afar and happenings in the past, the fantasies about new places with new people and the lives they lead, the way these things made you question who you were and who you could be as you examined all the apparent discrepancies of plausibilities cause. My favorite line is "Young and fresh and bold". I may be getting older but this kind of thinking keeps me feeling young and virile too. This makes me think of all the things we might eschew, with that I think I'll bid adieu.

    | Posted on 2012-07-11 00:00:00 | by monad | [ Reply to This ]

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