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The Nightingale
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The Nightingale |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
A nightingale in evening sings, And calms the soul, on feathered wings, No more I hear, life's sad lament, Sweet melody, from muses sent. On golden wing, bird's lilting call, As from aloft, god's madrigal, Clear crystal notes of warbling lute, Refreshing breeze, forth heaven's flute. Cecilia's voice, angelic lyre, Am touched upon by goddess choir, Encaptured in love's harmony, Transported by night's symphony. Mistaking earth for heaven's vail, Enraptured by, a nightingale. |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh Mike ... absolutely stunning! The flow, the imagery ... it left me with a huge SIGH on the last line's read. Tremendous verse! Best wishes, /Kit |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Cecilia's voice, angelic lyre, Am touched upon by goddess choir, Encaptured in love's harmony, Transported by night's symphony. Mistaking earth for heaven's vail, Enraptured by, a nightingale .........; Mike, this is such a beautiful expression of poetic imagery... Glad to have read this one... My regards, Sudhir My heart is pounding, my stomach's inside out I'm feeling kind-a-shaky, my mind is full of doubt All I ever think about, is fearing fear itself, Wish I could unscrew my head and put it on the shelf Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight, Don't know what I'm looking at, the lights are all too bright My brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor Sweep 'em up. Throw 'em away, don't want 'em anymore Clouds race across the sky, day turns into night, Still there are the questions, no answers in sight Everything is twisted, everything is oh so tight, Starin' out the window, everything is just too bright Brain's about to crumble, spill out on the floor, Wish I could unscrew my head, and kick it out the door... You know I'm feeling kind-a....Strange You know I'm feeling kind-a....Strange ~ Strange ~ Joe Satriani (Flying in a Blue Dream) |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Angelic! Sunshine ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
absolutely beautiful stunning poem A nightingale in evening sings, And calms the soul, on feathered wings, No more I hear, life's sad lament, Sweet melody, from muses sent. ------------------------ "Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but footprints. Kill nothing but time". Baltimore Grotto "To be nobody-but-yourself-in a world which is doing its best night and day, to make you everybody else - means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting." E.E Cummings. "Art is a lie which makes us realise the truth." Piccaso "You do not destroy an idea by killing people; you replace it with a better one". Edward Keating Pablo Picasso ----- |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
My God, just when I think you can't get any better, you come up with something so completely fresh and melodious as this! Where do you find such colorful words and ideas? This is just breathtaking, that's all I know to call it. WOW. |
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Elizabeth
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Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
While reading this, I pictured someone sitting out on their back porch underneath a lavender twilight, the first stars gently twinkling in the sky, and hearing the sweet song of the nightingale that you described. Thanks for the peaceful image! Elizabeth I'm grabbing my hat and coat I'm leaving the cat a note Quick call me a ferry boat-getting out of town! |
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Mike Member Elite
since 1999-06-19
Posts 2462 |
Kit.. making me blush here.. thank you ever so much for the gracious comment. Sudhir... Thank you sir for the comment. Sunshine... *smile* Mr. Madden... Appreciate the read and generous comment. Glad you enjoyed. Ms. Fatale... even in Kansas a blind hog finds an acorn occasionally. Thank you kind lady. Elizabeth... and thank you for the peaceful and gracious reply. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Well I will have to put my red slippers on and click them together,...shakespeare from Kansas... The nighting gale, I envisioned is someone singing from her heart about her true love, love she longs to hold, and this song she sings is her mating call to him, where ever he may be, across the earth, she cries out to him throughout eternity, like a maiden waiting on her prince...  |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Magical, enchanting and beautiful. Applause! I love this! Excellent theme, any poem that I have read about nightingales and love, is always beautiful and unique. I can't choose a favourite verse or line simply because every line is better than the next, how can I choose from perfection?! Excellent poem o' romantic Mike! Take care, Melissa Honeybee |
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peppermint35 Senior Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 1106Texas, USA |
What a lovely song you have created here with your words. Very well said. Peppermint Life is a Wheel |
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