A poem to Silver Spun Sand
By Bee
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A flock of swans yodeled over
and I thought of her
in her garden, awed
by the rhythmic beat of magnificent wings.
A sudden shadow cast a cloud
above the ink-fall of her pen
which marked a sketch of the musical thoughts
she remembered tripping
from younger fingers all
about the keys to her feelings - dolce, at first,
then smashing tremendous crescendos;
unanswerable questions,
starting with, where
do they fly
when their last song fades
to a sound like the rush of a brush
on the metal of cymbals brimming
with flashes of rainbow thrown in with a fritter
of life, do they float off the edge of the earth,
as glitter, charged bright
in beautiful splashes of silver spun sand
to flare their ethereal light to the stars?
Shine down on us, stars - remember
we know you.
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Lovelies?
I like so much of this - it's got real feeling and it's a great idea - but the 'lovelies' in the first line jar with me. Maybe just make it: A flock yodeled over' . I may well be wrong. What do others think?
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Bee - had to reach for my box
Dear Bee - had to reach for my box of tissues on reading this. It is so very, very beautiful...almost as beautiful as those winged 'lovelies' which shall, henceforth, be my (our) pet name for those amazingly graceful creatures, others....not in the 'know', obviously, call swans
You have made my day with your inspired gift for poetry...and as I look out of my window over the fields toward the moor, the sky is crimson. No lovelies tonight, but tomorrow is another day as someone once said.
Tina xx
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Perfect. A gorgeous tribute
Perfect. A gorgeous tribute/nod in the direction of a talented lady with an eye for nature and life, from a talented lady with an eye for nature and life. xx to both.
Parson Thru
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You got her down to a T!
You got her down to a T!
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Loved this! Great tribute to
Loved this! Great tribute to a womderful writer. :)
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Hi Bee,
Hi Bee,
you've captured the essence of Tina perfectly in this poem.
Wonderful.
Jenny.
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