My lovebird is a nightingale
Sweet singer in a shady lee
A gorgeous bird of paradise
A rainbow-coloured symphony
Sometimes, she is a turtle dove
A gentle bird, though not unwise
At night, as owl, cruel bird of prey
She soars, then swoops from savage skies
At times she is a wee, wan wren
A frail and fragile feathered thing
Some days she flies as eagle bold
On most majestic, mighty wing
I love her when she softly sings
Like skylark on a dreamy day
But mostly when she glides like swift
In summer’s breathless, brief ballet
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 11th, 2018 04:10
- Comment from author about the poem: Dedicated to my many faceted lovebird, Lorraine.
- Category: Love
- Views: 45
- Users favorite of this poem: Heartwriter, Laura🌻
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Comments6
So very beautiful. Flows as sweet and gentle as the wings of a lovebird.
Thank you so much; I appreciate your feedback.
Lyrical and sweet. Captures the enigma.
Many thanks for your kind comments and feedback. 😊
May your lovebird always fly into your arms.
Thank you so much, Goldfinch. Appreciate it. 😉
Blue-eyed Bolla,
Such a pleasure to read your exquisitely written poem dedicated to your beautiful lovebird...
YOUR BEAUTIFUL
LADY LORRAINE!💞
May you continue to live your dream in each other’s arms!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura. Appreciate your kind comments and feedback and thanks for your continued support. 😊
She must be a special lady in which case we are both blessed - fine write.
Many thanks Michael. Appreciate your kind comments and feedback. 😉
Love this. So lyrical and light. Romantic. Very nice! Great post.
Thank you so much for reading my poem and for your kind comments and feedback. 😉
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