I'm mUncontrollable;I'm Wind

August 26, 2009
By Anonymous

The sun that is warming Earth's face,
Is heating up in one paticular space.
However not everyone in this planet is warm,
cold air in the Artic and poles can be formed.
I'm moving all over the place,
running north,south,east,and west as I'm competiting for a trophy in a race.
With the cause of the unequal heating of our planet,
I move as if I'm deranged-I can't hand it!
The greater the pressure variation,
the faster the speed,
I manage to travel and become a name
that when I say it, I become peeved.

What a terrible name, I'm sad and filled with anger,
that I can hardly tame.
The difference in air pressure sure makes me run,
now everyone is complaining because I'm ruining their fun.

The author's comments:
This poem was originally (objective) was to inform how wind forms and moves. This is from the wind's perspective.

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on Sep. 9 2009 at 6:52 pm
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awe, i get a splash of pieceful sadness while reading this. Like a feather, falling happily to the grownd. great job!

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