A Flutter In My Soul One Day

A flutter in my soul one day wanted to be heard. It made me want to play with words so I could help it fly. In freeing it, I helped it sing like a lovely bird. It wanted then to soar. One can’t keep a songbird from the sky! It made me want to play with words so I could help it fly. To give it wing, I added grace of rhythm and of rhyme. It wanted then to soar. One can’t keep a songbird from the sky! Alliteration lifted it and made its flight sublime. To give it wing, I added grace of rhythm and of rhyme. Bright it was! Lucidity it had been given too. Alliteration lifted it and made its flight sublime. Hard I thought about what I wanted it to do. Bright it was! Lucidity it had been given too. Which sentiments or thoughts of mine would my poem show? Hard I thought about what I wanted it to do. Would it fly in a rain of tears or in sunshine’s glow? Which sentiments or thoughts of mine would my poem show? In freeing it, I helped it sing like a lovely bird. Would it fly in a rain of tears or in sunshine’s glow? A flutter in my soul one day wanted to be heard. Dec. 7, 2022 For L. Milton Hankins' Pantoum On Writing Poetry Poetry Contest