Windswept
He takes me there
Places mind has held high
Pedestal placed, put
Mind home, mine home
Mind hoam things which
Happiest are
Mind hone gift of today
Today, rejoice
Windswept feet
Falls this for you
You, oh world, oh wonder, oh
Windswept world wonder
Wind up, falls this for you
World which is the last lease
World which is mind home
No place like
Great green rock home
Great green expanse
Lonely lonely
Expanse
Oh god of wonder
Oh god of night
Wander wide
My windswept feet.
Posted Oct 30, 2016, 1:53 AM UTC
I enjoyed it. Honestly, too. I know a lot of people are a little afraid to be honest about some of the poetry here but this really let's one'es mind wander throughout the poem. Your first stanza was a blast. I notice we have a similar kind of thought process (perhaps?) with our words, but I can't figure out "hoam."
Your last stanza seems a little straightforward. It doesn't leave me completely done with the poem, I feel like I'm missing something from it.
Thanks for the feedback! I wanted the first part of the poem to be more full and complete, and shorten it as I continued, making the audience feel the incompleteness and loneliness I mentioned in the 3rd stanza. I wanted to portray someone alone on a planet full of nature and wonder and whatnot.
Hoam was there to have the mind hoam in on things that make you happy, almost as a synonym for focus. I was trying to get at the mind is focusing on the happiest things in its life.