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Cold Wind
by Ronald W. Hull

Saturday, January 14, 2012
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Cold Wind Study © Sarah Joncas



Cold Wind

The cold wind blows and no one knows,
when and, if, it will end.

The wild bird fends, its feathers ruffled,
as it steadies itself on its perch.

I feel my heart bend, to be broken in the end,
as your draft leaves me in its lurch.

I cried frozen tears for all of the years,
your cold heart was my church.

But down through time, the cold wind sublime,
blows away the clutter of doubt.

You are in when you're in, and out when you're out,
a cold wind is better viewed from inside.

Out in the open, the wind cuts through coping,
leaving no place left to hide.

Left out in the open, with no way of hoping,
is how so many have died.

For the cold wind has no conscience, no mind,
just a relentless push southward in due time.

As if for to search, a soft resting perch,
in the warm tropics, yet to find.

Copyright 2012 © Ronald W. Hull



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Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader) 2/13/2012
The cold wind has no conscience...I like that line especially. It has many meanings for writers and readers alike....
Reviewed by Kate Burnside 1/19/2012
I like the many applications you have given to this cold wind, Ron. And the metaphors; especially:

I cried frozen tears for all of the years,
your cold heart was my church.

AND, to me you've done a good job at making me feel sympathy (almost!!) for this poor old cold wind... Perhaps it's looking for love and a warm place to hide, just like the rest of us! :)) xx
Reviewed by Steve Ralph 1/18/2012
Hi Ron I'm in England, we know about cold winds here, (not to mention rain),very nice poem, thank you
Reviewed by Axilea MU 1/16/2012
Again, the cold... I see this poem as a study of the different effects it has on the living. Cold is the absence of life, or love, the hopelessness and doubt that slowly kill, if not physically, at least metaphorically. My favorite image/lines:
"The wild bird fends, its feathers unfurled,
as it steadies itself on its perch."

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 1/16/2012
The windchill here in the Maritimes is minus 36....but its warm and snuggly inside looking out....I love how this poem begs the reader's own interpretation! Well done, Ron!

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather 1/15/2012
what we spend time on when maybe the wind should take it and go and let the warmer air move in. Powerful and I can feel red frost bitten cheeks! enjoyed. ~ Morgan
Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat 1/15/2012

Very poignant poem. Beautiful and makes one think.

Reviewed by jude forese 1/15/2012
A powerful gush of poetry and form that ruffles the senses ...
Reviewed by Christine Tsen 1/15/2012
I slipped into empathetic depths while reading this wonderful poem, Ron, and can so well relate to it, to those times of being emotionally chilled and wrung out.
Reviewed by Kay P Devenish 1/15/2012
This vivid poem really evoked an image of cold....I got the shivers ...Ron... just from reading this and I am in hot humid Australia.The last line warmed me better sit by the warm fire...I hear on the news it's snowing over there.Best wishes and keep warm
Reviewed by Jon Willey 1/14/2012
Ron, a metaphor of death and religion -- the "cold wind", death -- the cold heart early religious beliefs once embraced -- my take on the real, "cold wind" -- I bid you joy, love and peace my dear friend -- Jon Michael
Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE 1/14/2012
your rhythms and imagery for the first four stanzas are strong and evocative, but the change-up of the rhyme pattern breaks the rhythms in the fifth... now maybe you did this intentionally to reinforce the theme, but I personally found it jarring while reading it... There is a definite move towards an assonance-drive end-line toward the end of the poem, and this lack of rhyme seems to reinforce the thematic concerns of a broken relationship for which there may yet be faint hope. Way to start the year off, Ronald.
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 1/14/2012
Stay there in the tropics or before the fire watching the snowflakes fall while you are cozy and warm. Lovely work Ron.
Reviewed by Ed Matlack 1/14/2012
Cold it must be in Texas,
Stay in and have some Texas toast,
Or better yet a pig on a roast,
Better than being up north here,
With the wind blowing off the ocean towards the coast...e
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 1/14/2012
I find your verses symbolically laden with meaning and emotion. Thank you, Ron. Well done. Love and peace to you,

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors 1/14/2012
Is a cold hearted woman
better than no woman at all
I know lots of men
Who'd face cold wind again
Facing the consequence of fall

Cool poem.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton 1/14/2012
Sounds like Houston and area is getting a pretty good blow. There is a possibility that the wind is metaphor for something else, that I can't figure out.
Reviewed by JMS Bell 1/14/2012

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