Magic Melodies Poem by Tsira Gogeshvili

Magic Melodies

Rating: 4.1


Magic pipe played under a rainbow...
And the old oak rustled the leaves with jingle...
From far the wind brought the song secretly...
She is more aerial, than the dream sleeping
On wings of the butterfly...
She is more the thin, than the newborn pearls
On depth of the sea...
She is more sensitive,
Than a lonely beam a candle in darkness...
But she is stronger from magic melodies,
Than monotony of a droplet of water on a stone
Magic pipe played under a rainbow...

17.01.09

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ian Bowen 17 January 2009

Tsira, most enjoyable read. Good poetry. Ian

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Ency Bearis 17 January 2009

Alluring verses...nice write..10

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Fiona Davidson 17 January 2009

beautiful words Tsiri making beautiful images in my head...thank you....Fi

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Kris Smith 17 January 2009

And you are magical with your words Tsira 10++++ Chris

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Lynda Robson 17 January 2009

Magical words written by you, a charming piece, thanks Tsira, Lynda xx 10

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Roland Bastien 25 January 2009

the magic sounds -perhaps nothing more than abscence and rectitude- Icy voices into a solid gaz-

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C.R. Clark 24 January 2009

A melodious poem indeed, Tsira. Thank you. Richard

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Andrew Blakemore 21 January 2009

A deeply enchanting poem Tsira, excellent work. Best wishes, Andrew

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Indira Renganathan 21 January 2009

magic pipe...very true and your taste for nature is well brought out..great poem

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Vaibhav Pandey 19 January 2009

very sweet and charming.. nicely written

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