A hand could feel the winds of change
In all the fluttering, wispy crack
And creak of tree-limbs, on the range
Of orchard yard, and grassy lawn
Long since yellowed by the frost
Now that the last of them have gone
Whose wing and claw would lift up
Those ancient, rain-streaked bows
And turn the leaves before the dawn
No children play, under that tree
Or old men by the railing stoop
Remain to clutch at branches, lost
Or a feather from the breeze
And any with a look would ascertain
The fate of home in branches made
To fall from nook, or hidden place..
But for a ghostly finger in the cold
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 1st, 2016 11:24
- Category: Nature
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This is good I just found a nest with 4 dead young hatchling bluebirds blown down by the wind. thank you for sharing your most excellent poem. ww
very nicely written
Thank you.
A Story from Attar
"This, Too, Will Pass"
A powerful king, ruler of many domains, was in a position of such magnificence that wise men were his mere employees. And yet one day he felt himself confused and called the sages to him.
He said:
'I do not know the cause, but something impels me to seek a certain ring, one that will enable me to stablize my state.
'I must have such a ring. And this ring must be one which, when I am unhappy, will make me joyful. At the same time, if I am happy and look upon it, I must be made sad.'
The wise men consulted one another, and threw themselves into deep contemplation, and finally they came to a decision as to the character of this ring which would suit their king.
The ring which they devised was one upon which was inscribed the legend:
THIS, TOO, WILL PASS
Wow u must be a prodigy to write such a classical quality poem. It has a great rhyme scheme and meter and reads beautifully. I'm indoarabian so the title wih nishapur attracted me. Kudos.
U r most welcome to comment under my latest poem too . I'm quite a new poet here but have been writing poetry since years and readers enjoyed it elsewhere or got sth from it until I found this site and wish to make new poem pals.
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