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| Courtesy of The Sunday Muse |
I will sing the language of birds
setting free the songs within me
composing ballads, stringing words
I will sing the language of birds
searching in the garden for verbs
perching high in a flowering tree
I will sing the language of birds
setting free the songs within me
linking with The Sunday Muse
hosted by our dear friend ~ Carrie
Author's note: Thank you for all your support
through the years. You have enriched my
journey in life.
Form: Triolet
Purrfect. It's a take-flight poem.
ReplyDeleteSandra sandracox.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteI love the whole idea of singing the language of birds and freeing the songs in our souls.........beautiful, True. Your poems always resonate with me - each poem a gift.
ReplyDeleteAnd through your poems, you do sing!
ReplyDeleteYour triolet is as lovely as the birdsongs that awaken me each morning.
ReplyDeleteYour triolet is wonderful dear Truedessa! I love the beautiful message and subject. The freedom of writing. Thank you for your kindness and appreciation my friend. I will be by from time to time to read your lovely poetry.
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