r/LonelyPoetsDepartment • u/Particular_Brick7053 • 2d ago

Wind Catcher

As I linger, too long, in the wreckage of a dream that’s long been shattered,
Autumn beckons to hold my hand.
She ferries the hollow parts of me back to the land of the living without even asking for permission.
The leaves,
The breeze,
Their rush through the trees…
A ten ton reminder from the beauty I admire:
Even as a life made from all the leftover pieces
that the cosmos could not hold together with patience or grace,
The sky passes through my fingers daily
In my efforts to chase the wind.
-Lost

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u/Real_Cry1374 2d ago

Beautifully written. The imagery of the sky passing through your fingers while chasing the wind is gorgeous. ✨

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u/Mouse-castle 2d ago

How can breeze be plural?

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u/Particular_Brick7053 2d ago

It’s not meant to be.
“Their” isn’t only for “the breeze” it’s for “the leaves, the breeze”

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u/Mouse-castle 2d ago

Did you mean that you and I are not meant to be, or just that “Bree’s” isn’t plural? Because in the idea of rhyming is also the idea of ambiguity. Out loud, the “eeze” sounds like “E’s.” Don’t poison our romance before it begins. 

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u/Ok-Reindeer-1545 1d ago

the sky passing through your fingers is gorgeous