Open Poetry #27 |
Bird's Song |
JediRaver Junior Member
since 2002-08-16
Posts 23ATL, GA, USA |
Blessed be the bird's song upon my windowpane on a crystal morn while the sky burns brighter then all the fires of passion's inextinguishable flame A simple song to make me shiver A simple dream that thrives forever Alive in me and shines upon the wary sinner Blessed be the bird's song beating through my heart she keeps me yearning for the treasures in my life and holds me from the dangers that play upon my strife her simple song will carry on piercing night and day her simple words that empower me to wish the past away Blessed be the bird's song warming lovers thoughts I see her perched upon a rosewood branch to the calling of the morn she sings to me and so I listen for a wisdom I can't find in the trials of my life In her song I find a peace I'd love to share with you In her flight I see a truth to carry on and move me through singing the bird's song come fly with me in the heaven's blue. -Jedi |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
How absolutely delightful and uplifting it was to read your poetry.
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very soft and glowing write [This message has been edited by passing shadows (06-19-2003 02:25 PM).] |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
beautiful from a bird lover to another i often wonder when they leave the sill in fall, do they miss us as much as we miss their morning song ? |
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Toerag Member Ascendant
since 1999-07-29
Posts 5622Ala bam a |
Liked the write...well done...I wrote one about a bird too...not quite as exquisite as yours though.. Why doesn't my bird sing anymore? My mommy bought me a song bird, It's yellow and green and white, But this morning it wouldn't sing a word, Something is just not right? I went to the kitchen to tell my mom, "My bird won't sing anymore?" She said, "Just get dressed or you'll be late, Pick your clothes up off the floor." My bird just kind of lays there? No sound nor chirps or song, Why doesn't my bird sing anymore? Maybe my dad will know what's wrong. I went into the den to ask my dad, He knows most everything, "Dad" I said, "That bird of have, Just lays there and won't sing." My dad replied, "I'm late for work, Hand me my case and lunch, And don't be late for school or else, And you'd better not miss your bus!" Why doesn't my bird sing anymore So sweetly like he did back "then?" I guess when I get home from school, I'll just wind it up again! |
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Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
tis a fine poem you have written here. I enjoyed the opportunity to read. |
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IntoTheFlames Member
since 2003-06-21
Posts 92Va, USA |
Great write!! Sometimes all we need to get us through a hard day is as simple as a birds song! I hope to see more of your work soon!! ~*Summer*~ |
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