Sonia Walker Poet Rhyme

My Voice Is An Echo In the Field

My voice is an echo in the field,
crying out to be heard and no one answers,
loneliness is my shadow and follows me,
it is hard to erase since you left me alone,
the howling wind sings its song of disown.

My voice is an echo in the field,
birds are singing and crickets chirp,
wild flowers are scattered throughout
they are all part of the orchestra of life,
interacting with each other not feeling my rife,

My voice is no longer an echo in the field,
one day I woke up to the sound of hope,
no longer feeling sorry for myself I was renewed,
a feeling of the glory of the promise of love,
a free gift from the lofty heavens above.

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John Watt April 18, 2020 at 12:28 PM Sonia, it's easy as poets to feel alone "the howling wind sings its song of disown". You have dealt with that disappointing reality so artistically and yet concluded with a sound of hope. Beautiful write, it speaks to me deeply ~ A fave for me Sonia Walker April 18, 2020 at 12:54 PM John, thank you so much for your lovely words. Writing can be lonely if we do not reach out to others. ~ Sonia

Kai Michael Neumann April 18, 2020 at 11:42 AM Congratulations on your placement in my contest. I like that you take the topic to a higher or different level. Kind wishes, Kai Sonia Walker April 18, 2020 at 12:13 PM Kai, thank you for the placement of my poem. I sincerely appreciate it. ~ Sonia

Line Gauthier February 16, 2020 at 11:14 PM Love your poem, Sonia. Awesome. Sonia Walker February 17, 2020 at 4:37 AM Line, hope is eternal. Thank you.