Song of Hope

Kevin Michael Bloor

Sing on, my faithful, feathered friend.
Your song has stirred my heart.
It blew, like blessing, while I lay
in fear, at day’s dread start.

Your chirp has cheered the gloom away
that settled on my brow.
It gave, to me, a reason why
to cope with any, how?

Sing on, despite these dreary days,
above the battle’s noise.
Into my mind of mad malaise
bring perfect peace and poise.

War's savage storms hang overhead
and lunacy holds sway.
But bombs can’t cut the golden thread
of your sweet song today.

  • Author: Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 5th, 2022 09:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: in hope
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Christina8

    A beautiful poem and i like the last stanza of how the birds sweet song that can't even the thought of bombs sway. Awesome!

  • Simplyalice

    It's a poem of hope even in dreary times ! Good one.

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