Magical/Mystical Poems

By Josie Whitehead

This is a Poem to Perform


By Josie Whitehead

Who Am I_

I’m the wild, whistling wind that blows past your cheek;

The white, silent ghost, that makes your doors creak.

    I’m the man on the moon, the surveyor of all:

    The beggar, the tramp that you just can’t recall.


I’m the thought in your mind or the word on your page

Who is not classed by race, or by sex or by age.

      I’m the silent observer, the one you don’t see.

      I’m looking at you, but you’ll never see me.

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