Open Poetry #39 |
WINGS |
MAVBEAR Junior Member
since 2006-10-19
Posts 33Louisiana |
Wings They say wings are as soft as the New born baby whisper in sweet dreams Some say they are as loud as the thunder From a storm in full angerment Yet others say comfort is given by the sound Of the wings fluttering, and yet some say Gawd can you just quieten it down a bit I know of few wings it seems, but of the one I know of well, they sing a song that is as Lovely as the one that owns them, so well She seems to speak, in a softness that can Only be done with her wings so elegantly For when she is in full slumber, even the Music of the night, stands and listens to the Music she plays,trying to learn how To do this amazing fluttering that warms Her soul So I lay in contentment, and listen to her speak, with the sound of the flutter of her wings, As she softly moves just a little, her wings Go quiet for a little, then once more as though She knows there is a void , she once more plays With this lovely musical harp she does so well So my friends, when you hear what one says is Annoying, think of this as the gift it is, Far worse could be than the sound you hear, For you just might here another , Your own instead, Now let me tell you that is not a dream, You will awaken from, but a self made nightmare Mothing worse than hearing oneself, to realize the Beauty of another wings fluttering.. |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
OhMrPooh~ This is beautifully thoughtful, beyond compare~ You share the gift of great wisdom in your words~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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DreamerSpirit Member
since 2006-10-02
Posts 240Buenos Aires, Argentina |
Just excellent, i really enjoyed reading it.. thanks for sharing!. |
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