Open Poetry #4 |
I'm Just a Fragile Meadow Lark |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
I'm Just a Fragile Meadow Lark The day so fresh, the air so young The sun is eyeing morning dew A glorious song is to be sung And heard by only scattered few Why does my heart not sing along The melody I have within? Why try to land on willow leaf And not on oak's more mighty limb? Before the summer day has passed And crimson leaf has shown its face Will I now choose the windy way To find a winter feeding place? I'm just a fragile meadow lark And spread the wing so delicately Why don't you then, the other lark Sing sweet melodies to me? If you would see the lush of feather Open now the fragile wing Then you would fly at eagle speed To touch the warmth and softly sing Elizabeth Santos |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Elizabeth, I would sing to thee If only I could sing. I sing like a toad would croak And that would only be a joke. *L* Your poem was delicious. |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Sy, Is this Jeckell speaking? Liz |
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Ohme Senior Member
since 1999-07-17
Posts 816Texas |
This is lovely. |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
The sweetest song I ever heard Was not the song of morning bird Nor, from lofty choirs high That pelted notes into the sky Or from loud triumphant bands Where instruments rung in the stands No, the sweetest song I ever heard Came simply in a spoken word That fell upon my waiting ears And touched my heart for many years Thank you for the inspiration as always my dear friend |
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Elizabeth
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Beautiful, Elizabeth! Elizabeth the First ( ) |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
The song sung here by the meadowlark fell on birds of feather ... we will join you in your song and therefore ... flock together. No sparrow sings that we do not hear ... and therefore we hark, all join in and sing the song of the lovely meadowlark. Bullfrogs croaking, owls hooting, crickets chirping their praise. All join now the meadowlark as in voice we raise. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Girlfriend ... YOU ROCK ! ------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Ohme. Thank you. I keep seeing your name. Glad you liked it Elizabeth - A wink to you too You have got the prettiest name. See ya Liz Ruth, You did it again! You outposted a post! Beautiful! Thank you Margie, You sing love, love ,love! I love it! Liz |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
A song of family you do raise, A song of joy, a song of praise. As we do join, melodious tune, As each and everyone does crune. The sound does pierce the heavens above, Our voices raised in not but love. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
This is beautiful, Elizabeth! Such a beautiful song! Denise |
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