The Song of Wisdom
...Upon the wind I hear her whispered song
she says “Come to me” with such urgency
I listen now as I’ve been all lifelong.
I turn to look, straining my eyes to see
just like a child who knows his ...
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Categories:
terzanelles, character, growing up, wisdom,
Form: Terzanelle
Starry-Eyed
...Eyes dazed I stroll and quiver low, enticed
In liquid skyline’s twirl, a slow ballet
to pirouette on fireglows that ignite.
The meadow gleaming near as winds invite
An April centerstage...
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Categories:
terzanelles, mystery, stars,
Form: Villanelle