Christopher Steven Coan Poet Rhyme

The Forgotten Songs

Sing to me forgotten songs
Oh bittersweet refrain
Carry as the deepest breath
Here shall I remain
True the gold of life and love
And true the heart alive 
Steal the brink of waking breath
Deep within to thrive
Free the grace of such a voice
Whispers I have heard
Yet unbroken by the sound
Chance a sacred word

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Carol Sunshine Brown August 2, 2011 at 1:41 PM Congratulations on your poetry making it through round one in the PoetrySoup International Poetry contest Christopher I wish you the best in the final round. Love, Carol

Ilene Bauer April 28, 2011 at 6:50 AM as a fellow rhymer, i applaud both your rhythm and your rhyme. i really like this poem!

Carol Sunshine Brown April 27, 2011 at 6:03 AM Congratulations on your well deserved poetry being featured this week Christopher. Love, Carol

Dr.Ram Mehta April 25, 2011 at 7:00 AM Congratulations on your poem being featured this week, Christopher