My mind, yes, it stayed afloat, when my ears knew the buoyancy of birdsong in spring, My heart, no, it was never thus remote, when my eyes would loiter in lyrical landscapes and time did tolerate my wandering.
Despair, it was a burden much lighter to bear, when gilded so gloriously with sunlight's touch, The air, it was a breathing love affair, when summer's generous joy forbade me to miss you this much.
There is a certain birdsong I keep trying to capture I hear it from outside my bedroom windows It is mesmerizing that I pause In silence As if holding my breath will imprint the waves And commit them to my ocean of memory
Akin to the sound of twinkling One that escapes from the mouth of babes As they swing and slide Glide from treetop to treetop Glee
I have never seen the source But I picture it as the accompaniment Strokes of soprano notes ascending While branches sway with the gentle amihan Teeter-tottering, rays of light playing hide-and-seek It is Exhilaration An aria of falling But never of fear There is always a safe place to land
A song of trust The peaks and troughs are golden lilies Dotting the field of frequencies Rising above dispatches of uncertainty The orchestra of engine rumbles fade This concerto is for the tranquil
This, this is the song of my heart taking flight In a waltz with the metronome of your love Sparkling
I try my best to capture this birdsong because it encapsulates best our journey Giddy but peaceful Giddy AND peaceful It is the ballad I am trying to write but to no avail Nature has registered our love No mixtape, nor playlist, nor digital recording, nor lyric can impeccably transcribe it A wordless duet The Universe sings, all we have to do is listen And dance to our music
I’ve missed this language, this tongue in my ear of birdsong, branch creak and rattle, this chattered water flowing with thought and question immobile months have seen my soul ossify so I’ll embrace this caked mud and heavy boot and whistle-tread awake
❃ Hear the hush of the wind dance above Through lush lands of green eagerly spread Birds soar and swoop, butterflies kiss foxgloves Laughter rings wherever humans tread
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Through lush lands of green eagerly spread As glass blades sway soft and sweet Laughter rings wherever humans tread On nature's palm, they openly meet
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As glass blades sway soft and sweet Birdsong heard near and far On nature's palm, they openly meet A simple serenade to forget life's scars ❃
The day's a grey one but even so, I wanna think of something sunny and happy. While looking for courses to try, I found a new form of poetry to experiment with - pantoum. Pantoum poems are described as 'a poem of any length, composed of four-line stanzas in which the second and fourth lines of each stanza serve as the first and third lines of the next stanza. The last line of a pantoum is often the same as the first.' [Credit goes to this site: https://poets.org/glossary/pantoum]
First time doing this poem, and I think it turned out really well. I just pictured myself at a park and focused on my senses. I think I may do more of these, I'm really happy with the end result! ^-^ Thanks everyone, wishing you a good day/afternoon/evening/night!
Stay safe and well! Be back soon! Much love! Lyn ***
I am trying to listen to the birdsong But all I am hearing are cars And screaming and arguments and doubts And I am trying to hear the birdsong And I, in focusing on the things that are not birdsong And being annoyed, I cannot hear the bubbling brook And the wolves howl And the cicadas And I do not notice Because I am trying to listen to the birdsong.