Sara Kendrick Poet Sonnet

The Thrist

World from me swiftly depart
Quiet all the bustle especially the tongue
Let me today hear only messages from the heart
Let me remember those years when young

When there was not reason for a drouth
All was well and happy that I could surmise
Anything that came from my mouth
Whatever I saw with my keen eyes

Would not bring to anyone's eyes tears
Those carefree years sometimes long to go back
But time has passed and so many years
When in reveries I feel an attack

I just listen to my bird friends sing
And so you I bring my mind to think

(Incorrect syllable count, I know..)

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Chacko Itticheria March 28, 2011 at 3:47 PM Beautiful reflections and very nice resolve. Nature is our best friend.I love birds ,they can capture your mind and calm you down. Great write Sara,thanks for commenting on my poetry. All the best. Chacko

Walayee Poet Lay Whitlock-Ishway March 13, 2011 at 8:40 PM The desires and memories of the heart can be soothing to the soul. Beautiful desires expressed Sara. Lay

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 13, 2011 at 8:47 AM Splendid write Sara and a powerful message to fit today's situations too.. to quiet all the bustle ...and hear a message from the heart.. truly inspired .. thankxx for this lovely piece and sharing your talent with us all..my friend..

Poet Destroyer A March 12, 2011 at 9:06 PM HELLO sARA, ITS BEEN A LONG TIME.. WELL INCORRECT OR NOT... I STILL ENJOYED,,, HAVE A NICE ONE,..P.D.

Charles Henderson March 12, 2011 at 6:05 PM I don't worry too much about syllable count in a sonnet. They are too hard to write without that. Sometimes it does hurt to remember and know we can never revisit that time again. Good write Sara

Dr.Ram Mehta March 12, 2011 at 1:53 PM Very pleasant memories of the young life you have recollected with pleasure. Sara

Carolyn Devonshire March 12, 2011 at 11:54 AM Beautifully written, Sara. When I feel sad or nostalgic, finding peace through nature (like listning to your bird friends) really helps. Love, Carolyn

Jack Horne March 12, 2011 at 11:41 AM Very sweet poem - my mother loves birds too : ) Jack

Caroline Cécile Delacroix March 12, 2011 at 11:39 AM Good work with expressive a bit of melancholia and the decision to focus on the simple things that inspires the soul to be at peace. Thanks for your comments on my selected poems in the poetry contest. Be well! Caroline.