Its been really windy for weeks
Blowing hard every day
Sometimes gusting over 25mph
A real challenge for cyclists
Kite surfers love windy days
So do sailors who fly in the wind
But today the wind has gone
Somebody must have stolen it in the night
Packaged it into a huge wind bag
Moved it far away and released it
To cause chaos somewhere else
Leaving us totally windless here
The kite surfers will stay at home today
Becalmed sailors will drift on the still waters
Cyclists are beaming with joy
Pedaling in all directions to test out the lack of headwinds
I wonder when the wind will be returned
Its probably just on loan to somebody
As soon as they tire of it
They will call up the wind bagger
He will ship it back here
Released under the cover of darkness
To bring us all a breath of fresh air
But wait, how fresh is that air?
Its already been used by others
More like recycled air
Air thats already been inhaled by billions of our ancesters
The next breath you take
Could have come from somebody famous
Perhaps it will change your life forever
A whiff of Shakespeare used air can turn you into a great writer
A few breaths of used John Lennon air will improve your songwriting skills
Perhaps its time to start hunting for the used air of great leaders like Winston Churchill
Bag up all the great leader air and release it into the faces of today’s politicians
Maybe that will breath some humility and dignity into those who lack it today
Lets go breath hunting
Cheeky Monkey Poetry 