The world speaks to me, but not in words you know
words that only the wind and waves can pronounce
songs that only birds can sing
the language of the stars that tells of the seasons
speaking in tongues long forgotten by man
as his senses diverged from other living forms
Long before lies were invented
the breeze's whisper told of approaching storms
a whale's song searched for a lost mate
the herald of the times shown in the sun's joy
now drowning cries in a yellowing leaf
the light from the heavens blocked by time
the smell of fertile earth removed from life
a bee's dancing map disrupted by insecticide
every splash in the pool
and creak of a branch
has its meaning
you only need to listen
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Author:
sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: June 18th, 2023 11:54
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Good write SB.
Thanks Orchi for the review and comment.
Listen to me - I was a werewolf once, but I'm all right noooowwwwww! Ya listening?! lol.
Brilliant!
(forgive me my friend
but see how impressively
your words compare, to arguably
the best lines of one of Poesy's
great's)
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.”
― Lord Byron, from Childe Harold's Pilgrimage
L.B. your knowledge of poetry is overwhelming. I had not read this before and am humbled that my poor piece would be compared to it. I thank you so much for your most kind words.
This is so nice ! Lovely poem
Your last lines ‘ you only need to listen ‘ that’s very similar to what I wrote in my latest poem about birds
Nature has so much to say ))
Synchronicity, coincidence what ever you call it, it happens. So glad you liked it. Thank you so much for the review.
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