I have been really busy with both my sons and baseball and I have a test for school on Sat. I just want you to know I read what I can but will back track and read what I have missed. As I do have so many poets I adore!!
No idea what made me write this.. Not very good with rhyme.. But I write what comes to me.
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Come with me..
Close your eyes..
Listen to musical ring..
Angelic voices
hear me sing
Watch as I fly
On white birds wings..
Above the clouds
Above the rain
Above this earth
Above the pain..
Bird of white love..
Bring me home..
Make me whole..
Reunite me..
With my lost soul..
Clearly I see the sun
In the skies..
Clearly I see..
The radiance of me..
My essence growing
with each sway
of your wing..
My understanding
Still confused..
But willing to let you
help me see through.
The Spirit of this
great white bird..
Are you here
To give a message..
Please..
Don't leave me here alone..
I need to feel your wings..
Soft against my skin..
I NEED to know
You love me..
I listen for your answer
Every night
in the wind..
But I only hear my
own voice singing..
Perhaps it is I..
Who locks you
out within..
Great white bird
I ask of you..
Please make sure
My lost ones know..
I am waiting for
A sign from them..
White bird of love..
I wish to fly with
you once again
To feel your
velvet wings..
To hope that
heaven hears
The songs of love
I sing
Lost are the songs
Traveling on the wind.
Looking for
An end..
But praying
To begin.
To live in
this life..
To feel hope
once again.
Hi Erica,
such a beautiful write...
Sometimes the best poems
just pop out of no where.
Trixie :)
Reviewed by Dove (Reader)
Reviewed on May 1, 2003
From a dove to you..Peace, love, healing and light forever..
Dove ~
Reviewed by The Voice (Reader)
Reviewed on May 1, 2003
Erica,
You have done a wonderful job. I have a feeling that the white bird of love you speak of is closer than you think.
Hugs,
The Voice
Reviewed by Tony Nerone (Reader)
Reviewed on May 1, 2003
Dear Erica, This was so lovely. I am a student of rhyme lately. A couple of writers here stand out to me with rhyme. Bobbi, & Lady A.
I love your work too.
tony:)
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on May 1, 2003
"...I wish to fly with
you once again
To feel your
velvet wings..."
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
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such a beautiful write...
Sometimes the best poems
just pop out of no where.
Trixie :)
Dove ~
You have done a wonderful job. I have a feeling that the white bird of love you speak of is closer than you think.
Hugs,
The Voice
I love your work too.
tony:)
you once again
To feel your
velvet wings..."
Erica, this is a beautiful poem.