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14 Original Poems About Wind

Original Poems About Wind

These original poems about wind are an offering to that great, mysterious, smile-inducing force that sweeps across plains, up mountains, and through pine trees. Wind is a relief from heat, an intensifying of the cold. It precedes storms and shakes trees. It’s beautiful, fragrant, frightening, and massive.

I’m pretty intrigued by wind, so I’ll continue to update this small collection as I write more poems about wind. Please share these poems with your outdoorsy, adventurous friends and family.

Leave a comment at the bottom with your favorite poem from the list, will you?

You may also want to check out: Hiking Poems, Mountain Poems, Sunset Poems


What does wind symbolize
but my go-somewhere-else desires?
it dries my hazel eyes
but my curiosity never tires

We mustn’t stay rooted
in the places where we nest
these die-someday bodies aren’t suited
for a lifetime of untraveled rest

11/10/22 by PineTreePoet


It wisps and walks among us
hanging about our hair
the wind is alive and well!
I know no perfume so fair

The pine and moss and Earth

the damp leaves and new flowers
I might stay here forever
through another many
Spring’s showers

5/25/21 by PineTreePoet


The wind plays in the meadow
tagging flowers
and laughing in my ears

The wind doesn’t know
where he’ll play next
and hasn’t for all his years

8/31/23 by PineTreePoet
Lake Johnson, Raleigh, NC


The sea and pines
came together
and the wind
joined their dance

and I
I laid there

6/28/21 by PineTreePoet


Where does the wind sleep?
she laughed.

7/13/21 by PineTreePoet


The sunset stole the wind
her breath seemed quite dull

beneath the oranges and pinks and yellows
of an evening in mountainous fall.

I thought nothing of her cold kisses
on my all-day hiking cheeks

the sun was setting quickly
and painting her forever reverent peaks.

10/13/21 by PineTreePoet


It’s a weather forecast
and cold wind
pulling down through the trees

Then it’s a fine rain
like soft needles falling
from a blue ridge fog

Then it’s the sun
a clouded and blue and yellow relief
from something I didn’t need relief from

It’s the warming sun
and some rugged hillside
and my day has just begun

though I’ve been hiking
for near five hours

10/17/21 by PineTreePoet


Steal a kiss
from the mountain’s generous wind
and she’ll turn you
into a prince
of no great desire

6/3/21 by PineTreePoet


The wild wrapped me
in briars and cold wind
in sore feet
and a runny nose
and I laughed
and held her tight

12/2/21 by PineTreePoet


Wind doesn’t care
who you are
or what you look like
it just rustles your hair
and kisses your cheek

7/25/21 by PineTreePoet


I want to have a dream tonight
about wild winds whipping
through this city
and vines reclaiming their perches
and drowsy deer
laying easily
in this used-to-be
parking lot

9/28/21 by PineTreePoet


I’d like to spend more birthdays
with the wind singing
through the trees

“happy birthday to you”
the mountain’s lovely breath
rustling merry leaves

11/2/21 by PineTreePoet


The grandeur of wilderness
will forever endure

in those who pursue her sweet song
whistling in a mountain wind
so pure

11/10/21 by PineTreePoet


Clouds happy
over the pines
they go with the breeze
and the rain
cleared my mind

5/15/21 by PineTreePoet

Did you have a favorite of these wind poems? Let me know in the comments. Thanks for reading!

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George Callahan is the creator of Pine Tree Poet. He is an author of fantasy stories and an adventure poet. He prefers mountains and pine trees to most other things, and usually takes his dog Cowboy along for the ride.


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