Winds of Fate

BullwinkleMuse on Nov 27, 2009

Tags: Bullwinkle Muse, damaged goods, fate, rainbow, winds of fate

For Writing Challenge 15 – to compose a work using the words "rainbow" and "damaged goods".

If I stack my failures one by one,
too numerous to count;
Scale the heights and depths of all I’ve done,
and stand upon that mount;
Will my cries for mercy from its peak
ascend above the clouds?
Or shall lips that part to dare but speak
condemn me with the proud?
There are Winds that blow through mortal souls,
which scarce a man can bear;
And the way they go, it’s said, controls
the state of his affairs.

Thus I’ll steel myself against the cold
accusatory Winds,
as Their gelid Fingers pierce so bold
my secrets veiled within;
With my feet held firm on rocky ground
I’ll make my final plea:
“May these Winds take me to where I’m bound -
toward heaven, or to sea.
If the heavens greet me as a friend,
a rainbow I shall see;
By this sign I’ll know of whither end
these damaged goods shall be.”

Here atop this craggy hill of shame,
beneath their shrilly whine,
The Winds of Fate whisper a name;
‘Twas yours! (or was it mine?)
Whether high or low, or in between
on fateful winds I blow;
If my end be set, or unforeseen
’tis soon that I will know.
So I stand here ‘pon my life estate
and gaze up to the sky;
As a vane to gauge the Winds of Fate
for which way I shall fly.

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Mrs. Muse on Nov 27, 2009
Absolutely love it!
Katie Marie on Nov 27, 2009
Excellent as usual and words we all can identify with.
Fegger on Nov 27, 2009
You never cease to amaze me, bro’!
Glynis Smy on Nov 27, 2009
Brilliantl!
Kate Smedley on Nov 27, 2009
I have SO missed your poems, this is absolutely astonishing work, I love ‘There are winds which blow through mortal souls which scarce a man can bear’ – just beautiful.
Casey Mack on Nov 28, 2009
Oh, this one reached inside my head and heart, and left me feeling as if there is at least one other out in the world that shares my fears and ponderments. I’d say it’s excellent work, but it touches too close for me to judge it purely as poetry.
cafftee on Nov 28, 2009
Amazing Moose, as always piercing through the mind and straight to the heart. Interesting to remember though, that even our perceived failures place us atop a vantage point from which to look upon what’s gone before and hopefully gain some wisdom from the view.
Svetlana Cherevik on Nov 29, 2009
superb!
Dark Lord Dixie on Nov 29, 2009
absolutely beautiful
Mark Gordon Brown on Nov 30, 2009
a very professional piece of prose! Well done!
miraj on Nov 30, 2009
That was simply majestic,deep insight rooted within these magical words.I concur with Fegger(Sir),You never cease to amaze us.

my deepest respect and gratitude,Moose(Sir)
LOVE IS ALL

Walk in beauty,change the world.
Rod Ferrandino on Nov 30, 2009
You seem almost impatient with the gods; I really hope you are thinking about an anthology of your work.
hfj on Nov 30, 2009
Great poem for this challenge or any other challenge. Beautiful words that flowed so well as only you can do Moose. Enjoyed this tremendously my friend. Well done.
ageeinc on Nov 30, 2009
I love how you did this poem bravo!
maranatha on Dec 1, 2009
‘With my feet held firm on rocky ground I’ll make my final plea;
“May these winds take me to where I’m bound – to heaven, or to sea.”‘

Bull, your prose grips and lifts me. God bless you.
rutherfranc on Dec 1, 2009
this is a day brightener.. face the future with hope!
beldobie on Dec 1, 2009
Amazing poem.
Cebah on Dec 1, 2009
Brilliant, thoroughly enjoyed your poem. Excellent use of the words in the challenge!
TroostAvenue on Dec 1, 2009
Really a first rate work of poetic craftsmanship. Not previously familiar with your work but will certainly take a look now. Thanks.
Kellee Kell on Dec 2, 2009
I love the imagery whether intended or not, boulders, pebbles, stones of failure, all piled to a peak…a hefty mountain to climb, and as any upward journey, tiring. I briefly had a picture of a gray room and failures stacked like books, you’ve put a paintbrush in my imagination’s hand!

Your capitalization of winds has me all sorts of intrigued.

Very powerful piece and it rolls of the tongue like a soft purr.
Duff D Moss on Dec 2, 2009
Holy shit! That was some freaking class right there dude. That was superb. My how we build those hills not only for ourselves, but for others (perhaps to make our own not seem so large). I suspect in the end though, those hills will recede to nil – nothing but illusion.
sweetievee on Jan 30, 2010
Your words are so fluid and melodic. I love this poem Bullwinkle! Im claiming it- its mine! lol
sweetievee on Jan 30, 2010
Your words are so fluid and melodic. I love this poem Bullwinkle. I’m claiming it, it’s mine! lol
Marie Milton on Feb 9, 2010
I cannot agree more with every other comment you’ve received on this Moose!!! I think you should enter it in a competition or something similar )…

There arn’t words to describe it!!! I LOVE IT!!!

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Marie

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