A Call Of The Wild
by Barbara Lynn Terry
Monday, June 18, 2007
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Have you ever seen the Northern Lights?
A Call Of The Wild
By Barbara Lynn Terry
I looked up at the northern sky in wonderous awe,
and saw a shiny ribbon running so wild, like a shiny wave,
that I sat there and watched so well behaved,
in the mid January winter's thaw.
The northern lights are a spectacle to see,
so beautiful, they dress the sky with beauty and glee,
that there have been songs written and sung,
as in the dark northern sky they hung,
like a banner without writing, that speaks to us all,
that even in the heavens there is a call,
from the shiny ribbon so mild,
a call of the wild.
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|Reviewed by Helen Downey
|Great imagery here Barb.|
|Reviewed by Morning Star
|Beautiful description of the northern lights
Your words captured a stunning vividness
making possible for me to view them through your write
Love Peace and Happiness to you my friend....Morning Star
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You remind of my childhood in northern Alberta when these lovely ghostly lights would grace the winter sky so often. Here, near the B.C. Coast and much further south, they are a very rare happening. Thank you, Barbie. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Great offering.....would love to see those northern lights!!
|Reviewed by E. Richardson
|lovely work on a subject that is utterly awesome...yes, I have seen them on several occasion in my life and each time was simply spectacular.|
|Reviewed by Gwen Dickerson
|Nice descriptive poem, Barbara. I enjoyed!|
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|Such beautiful images, a pleasure to read.|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|This is just wonderful! Your description of the northern lights allows me to see them through your eyes.....
|Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
|Spiritual illumination, Jack London's wolf spirits in the Northern sky...aurora borealis leaves the hair stand up on the back of your neck...be well, you and Nicole...Blessed Be, Barbie.