A Nightingale's Song
Perhaps in time, I’ll know hereby
When in deep sundown and the rain
A nightingale brown tweets my pain;
In lone tempo, its forlorn cry.
This warbler perches on the sill
Muttering plaintive notes for me,
As hands fold to listen closely
To many soulful tales which chill.
How pointed beak releases grief
Trilling for the death of its mate…
I too lost my love by stroke’s fate
That I understand our disbelief.
Comes morn, this heart needed to soar
But this dear nightingale took flight;
Leaving a melodic delight
Of a songbird’s new roams... to explore!
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10/16/2019
Writing Challenge, October 2019 - Bird - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Dear Heart-Wiishkobe Ode
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