The Wind is Only Energy

Emma Briggs
Sep 28, 2020 · 1 min read
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Restless, like the wind, I cannot be still.
It roars up the hill, too strong for wings.
Brave birds make arrows to penetrate the air, my brain.
I fire them back to the sky.
The trees tire of the reckless dance.
I do too, it wears me out.
Everything turns cold and dry.
I can’t feel the sun anymore.
Where are we going?
It circles in from the sea and returns at night,
around again. What can I do?
Running without moving forward. For what?
It howls in my ears. It drowns my voice.
I can’t hear anything else.
Desperate thoughts blow into the clouds.
I see them as they dissipate.
Don’t be distracted from your path.
Resist the pull and wait for calm.
The wind is only energy.

Resistance Poetry

Emma Briggs

Written by

Australian writer, environmental activist, hang-gliding assistant & former sailor, journalist & clown. Debut poetry collection available now. www.emmabriggs.net

Resistance Poetry

Verse as Commentary

Emma Briggs

Written by

Australian writer, environmental activist, hang-gliding assistant & former sailor, journalist & clown. Debut poetry collection available now. www.emmabriggs.net

Resistance Poetry

Verse as Commentary

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