The headwind is merciless
and yet I still stumble forward
cursing it, hating it, wishing it would change directions,
why is THIS the way I have to go?
~
I squint, not able to gaze directly ahead
tears sting at the corners of my eyes
from the fierceness of the wind
onslaughting my face
~
I spit out the grit and dust
that manages to get into my mouth
in spite of it being clamped shut
my throat has dried out and I cough instinctively
~
One arm extends forward in front of my face
I duck my head, my nose pointing towards my shoulder
A futile attempt to protect myself from the barrage
But what can I do against such powerful wind?
~
I lean into the wind, pressing onward
trying desperately not to get knocked over
“This can’t last forever,”
I reassure myself through clenched teeth
~
Even though in the moment I have my doubts
I keep going, sometimes being pushed back
or straight up knocked down, flattened on the ground
but rising again and again, slowly plowing forward
~
Finally the wind relents
and when it does I realize
how much stronger I have become
I have resilience I didn’t know was within me
~
In the moment, I wanted nothing more
than the wind to cease
but if it had stopped sooner than it did
would I be who I am now?
~~~~~
#headwind #vss365 #poetry
On Twitter (or “X” as it is now called) I came across this prompt requiring you to use the word “headwind” in a short poem or very short story you write. I thought I would be writing something rather short for it, but it grew and grew so I decided it would be best posted on my writing blog. Whatever you are facing, I hope you find the courage to keep going! We can do it and we will be stronger for it!
© Rebekah Krause 2026

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