Open Poetry #12 |
Songbird |
David2 Member
since 2000-03-22
Posts 407 |
Songbird Each morning as my songbird sings her song The mists of restless sleep to dissipate. In joyful innocence I hum along And watch the haze of wayward thoughts abate. But as the moments pass, her voice is stilled And faded, haunted echoes then ensue So patiently I wait to be refilled And long to hear my songbird sing anew. She visits once again when evening's nigh To soothe me with angelic lullabies And as a teardrop glistens in my eye I drift away on clouds of silver sighs. Her songs of love are simple but sincere And sung for but one humble ear to hear. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
This is very pretty and warm and romantic...very very good! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
Very beautiful, wonderful incorporation of language not used as often today, adding to the romanticism of the piece. Enjoyed! |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California |
Hi David, This is beautiful and I love these two lines immensely: "Her songs of love are simple but sincere And sung for but one humble ear to hear." may your lullaby continue in sweet concert, Love, Cerenity "God doesn't have to be reminded that we exist. We have to be reminded that He exist!" (Writer Unknown) |
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