Who? Poem by Poetheart Morgan
Who?
Who is there peeping on the branches
waiting for your naive soul
since your childhood
feathers of mustard seed
tweeting for you
it has the yellow orbits of the birds
in dusk or dawn glimmering
with opaques eyes
OH!
it is not a crow
trying to steal your breath!
~not good not evil~
just what you picked and dreamed
and
because was ground up together with the yellow seed
has one salvation
has there ~sitting over the gold cage~
hidden
a crowned soul
until has no more voice
until has no more soul
oh is it not a crow trying to steal your breath good thoughts
Beautiful words..Sitting over the gold cage hidden a crowned soul....Who is there peeping...Fantastic write with deep meaning..beautifully portrayed.. Loved it...
a bright brilliant n beautiful natural sight overwhelm my sub conscious mind.
pure your flow pure your lines and glow like burning stars of true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:21:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the freedom of the bird song (i assume a canary) whether on a branch or in a cage can only be heard when in ear shot. in this poem i believe the song represents the dreams of freedom. the listener being in the cage and the bird outside the window. well done