The wind blows lonely

The Daily Post prompt is: Wind.

I thought I’d try a new form, the tilus, and came up with this:


The wind blows through the sedge

Bittern calls



But being a wind bag at heart, it seemed rather short, so I wrote a minute poem (what else) as well.


The wind blows lonely through the sedge,

My teeth on edge,

Winter voices,

Dark rejoices.


Bittern calls across the reed bed,

What the wind said,

Cold is coming,

Winter drumming.


Will the moon be full tonight or

Will the owl soar

Cloudy feathered,

Stormy weathered?


Wind blows darkly, moaning lowly,

You walk slowly,

Cries unheeding,

Love lies bleeding.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

11 thoughts on “The wind blows lonely”

  1. The short poem is an interesting form. I had to look it up. I think I prefer your minute poem. But did you add an extra stanza? Not that it matters to me. I love the rhythm and imagery.

    1. I replied to this yesterday but WP hasn’t posted my comment. Cheeky! I couldn’t remember whether three was the minimum number of stanzas or the limit. It seemed as though the poem needed an extra one, so it got it 🙂

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