Mystic Rose Rose Poet Free verse

The Solo Singer

When the rain falls slowly as if we were in Cape Breton 
and the bird in the well is singing a solo song of beauty 
I long for the days when the sun clapped his mighty ray
on our tanned backs and left us , to our own demise. 
Mystic Rose                      04/28/2019

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Vijay Pandit April 28, 2019 at 7:43 AM Lovely poem of memories, Vienna. I noticed you like to give credit to Mystic Rose from time to time..Is Pixie Dust not mystical enough?? Mystic Rose Rose April 28, 2019 at 9:59 AM Lol, I forget at times I'm getting old, its one and the same. Vij, as long as you love me, I'll be happy with whatever you call me, hugs xo

Caren Krutsinger April 28, 2019 at 5:59 AM The most curious piece of this beautiful poem that makes me want to know more about Cape Breton is "Mystic Rose" - a stage name? I love "the sun clapped his mighty rays....demise." Wonderful poem, Pixie. or should I say Mystic? Mystic Rose Rose April 28, 2019 at 9:58 AM Hi Caren, for years I have adopted this name. It is my spiritual healer name, my writers name and my soul name. One day I will go back to it, on site too. Until then a little pixie dust is good for all. Love and Blessings . xo