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When Doves Cry Poetry Contest N/A 8/8/23

When Doves Cry

When Doves Cry

Along a seaside promenade in Bray
it was on the radio
You loved it there 
This is where you’ll come to lie
Spiritual journey comes to rest 
Activism, and socio-political views
Social justice
Your voice 
brings me sadness
as I played
a song for you
I heard the doves cry 
A torn photo
A public letter
in the news
Just want to say that
Nothing Compares 2 U

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Sotto Poet

August 9, 2023 at 10:32 AM

Enchanted by the ethereal resonance of Sinead's voice and the profound depth of her words, the essence of her being was skillfully encapsulated within the poetic realm you crafted. A poignant tapestry of beauty and yearning, your masterful interweaving of words and imagery showcases an artist's profound understanding of the human condition, leaving a lingering melancholy in its wake. Best wishes for the contest

I Am Anaya

August 9, 2023 at 7:30 PM

A unique voice indeed, Laasad. May she rest now for eternity in peace and in stillness. She is remembered through her songs. I'm most pleased that I was able to do her at least an assemblance of justice. Thank you, dear poet!

David Kavanagh

August 9, 2023 at 4:25 AM

A heartfelt tribute to Sinead, yes they finally laid her to rest yesterday, a huge turnout and lots of tears in Bray, and further afield, an admirable and pertinent write, cheers David

I Am Anaya

August 9, 2023 at 8:56 AM

A performer of turbulent depth and rightous outrage in a musical arena of gloss comforting and manufactured predictability. Thank you, David, you may have been nearby the emotional event.

Susan Lawrence

August 8, 2023 at 8:19 PM

Love the power in your poem Anaya . I listened to Sinead’s words and haunting voice. You captured her spirit in your poem . Beautiful and longing , lingering in sadness . Your words and imagery woven together beautifully. Hugs to you , Susan xx :)

I Am Anaya

August 8, 2023 at 8:38 PM

Susan, listening to my car radio while waiting for parking I heard that they were finally burying her today. Thank you, free verse thought I'd try. xhugs my friend! ;)

When Doves Cry Poetry Contest N/A 8/8/23

When Doves Cry

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