This is how I start a poem. Just free thought writing, asking myself a question, putting myself in another set of shoes and going with it. This is just a first draft...just as it came out. It is very, very rough, but it is a basic skeleton of a poem or story.
What If I could play with the wind?
The wind whispered in my ear today.
Come with me, come play.
I’ll take you far, far away.
Where shall we go, oh where shall we go?
Anywhere you desire the wind whispered.
For I cover the earth, and I fill the sky.
Whatever shall we do, whatever shall we do?
Anything you desire the wind whispered.
I shift the sands,
I sail the seas,
I tickle the leaves in the tops of the trees.
I spread my arms and danced with the wind.
Take me with you, my invisible friend.
We danced on clouds.
We sailed on a breath over the mountains
We floated on fingertips of snow.
And rippled through golden seas of wheat.
Free to be nothing and everything.
Thank you my friend,
Thank you wind.