high
dandelions float
up into the deep blue
sky
the lark
mourning dove
and thrush
sing harmony
dreams born
in the early morning
rays
warm green breezes
of leaves just awakened
from slumber
shimmy and shake
the whippoorwill
carries the day
into night
the song of the possible
glistening in a darkening sky
hope
like a falling star lands
in the palm
a prayer
for those gone
for those near
and far
St. Francis
you know who
they are
C.M. Jackson 2011
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10 comments:
for those gone
for those near
and far
St. Francis
you know who
they are...........
love the word flow, well done.
:)
ah, love all the little textures of nature you wove in...and even a shimmy shake...smiles.
The words you share in your profile snapshot 'About Me' perfectly describe how you approached this week's challenge. So lovely.
Lovely textures peppered with whirligigs and whippoorwill.
Highly visual and a great flow.
Lots of pleasing imagery.
'whippoorwill
carries the day
into night'. Perfect.
This is fabulous. A falling star landing in the palm - well - wow!
Birds add such beautiful notes to my ears, in the air here, and in your poem.
Great description, and overall work-effect.
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