evening descends upon my ears
as dusk creeps from the shadows
and the cooling summer air
is punctuated by the sweetest
music of a blackbird sonata
why do you sing my beauty
soothing my troubles away
is your song of the love of existence
for surely yours is a world
much finer than which i see
you and the night
and your music
dear sweet wild soul
i am lost in reverie
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dusk arising (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Unsure whether to use 'nocturn' rather than 'sonata' here.
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Comments5
Ah - - this soothes as it is read - and full of gentle acceptance that birdsong needs our attention when "evenings descends" - one of my favourites is this sweet tribute.
I know precisely where you are coming from DA.... I like this, as it is.... near perfect...
Neville
Absolutely lovely.
Sonata is fine the nocturne is sung by the robin. It is so wonderful to listen to natures symphony as we walk through the wilds of our land.
Great work dusk.
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