Brenda Meier-Hans Poet Ghazal

Spirits Soar

Listening peacefully to Bach I soar,
Above the clouds as a hawk I soar.

Lying on forests mossy floor,
Listening to natures talk I soar.

Watching geese fly south, encore,
Majestically beautiful flock I soar.

Knowing life has so much in store,
Answering its every knock I soar.

At times life is like a lions roar,
Standing as a solid rock I soar.

I shall hear natures call, and open its door,
Making sure that with every breath I soar.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
November 2012

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Pashang Salehi February 8, 2016 at 4:42 PM Hi Brenda, your poem is beautiful, but I have to make a little comment. On the last line "every breath I soar" , should rhyme with "rock I soar... Knock I soar... Flock I soar ...) may be you can use ...............with watching the clock I soar. Thank you. You may email me and we can discuss further. Sincerely, Pashang

Eileen Manassian September 27, 2014 at 11:35 AM Soar, Brenda. This is a beautiful write. I like how everything in works as wind beneath your wings. :) Hugs

Jan Allison September 16, 2014 at 3:21 PM I have never seen this form before Brenda and your write is soaring high:-) Hugs Jan xxx Brenda Meier-Hans September 16, 2014 at 3:30 PM Thank you Jan.

Andrea Dietrich September 16, 2014 at 3:05 PM oh, yes, the lovely ghazal. There are just so many cool poetry forms in this world. that was a great ending line for this form, brenda. I bet you have done more of this form since this one in 2012? Brenda Meier-Hans September 16, 2014 at 3:29 PM I actually have another one in here and a couple more in my computer. I was looking for different forms at that time and thought I had found a good variety in my collection, then I came here and found out I had only scratched the surface of poetry.

Nette Onclaud September 16, 2014 at 3:04 PM melodious at the very least.. at most, a solid, lyrical piece, Brenda.. amazing.. huggs Brenda Meier-Hans September 16, 2014 at 3:25 PM Thanks I'm glad you like it Nette

Sharon Gulley September 16, 2014 at 12:41 PM Such a beautiful flowing write. I shall hear nature's call, and open it's door, making sure that with every breath I soar. Such a lovely piece....Sharon G. Brenda Meier-Hans September 16, 2014 at 12:46 PM Thanks so much Sharon and thanks for visiting.