Poet’s Corner: “I AM” by Nina Miglio



The wind hovers the town in the blue shades of the morning

To begin their journey of chilly gusts,

What street shall we begin in?

As it whistles through the cracks of the old buildings surrounded by life

It passes through the woman with long blonde and silky hair

She gasps

I am powerful

Flying across the bay where the boats float heavily,

Sea salt is in the air

I am my strongest beside the water

Blowing further into the fog leaving the horizon blurry

Whooshing sounds echo loudly from the docks to the town of Dingle

I speak to you through the sounds of the wind hoping you hear me

For you may be anywhere, and I still will follow

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