Tiptoe Tiptoe Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Tiptoe Tiptoe

Rating: 5.0


Tiptoe, tiptoe, into the dark
The words for raven, for newt, for lark

Into the great unspoken air
Conker rolls with her one eyed stare

Into the woods where mist weaves grey
Magpie and bluebell fade away

Words that once lay sweet on the tongue
Stripped away from our burgeoning young
Broadband, chatroom and database
Media chatter has stolen their space

Tuesday, July 2, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: language
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bernard F. Asuncion 02 July 2019

A fantastic poem, dear Ma'am Sheena....10+++++++++++

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