Posted on January 19, 2008
Kindred Song (Singing Out)
how might I grow
beyond this sad shell;
I hope to someday
gain something better,
by way of singing out
my timid heart…
then seeing features smile
towards the sound
of a pleasing vocal;
as it flows through
the night-life-gathered…
so hungry they are
for a kindred song
1-12-08
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Francis Meyrick said on January 19, 2008
I hope to someday
gain something better,
by way of singing out
my timid heart…
so hungry they are
for a kindred song
True!
Zuzanna said on January 19, 2008
Hi James ~ The poem reminds of a song.
Something special to you.
When shy at heart but wanted to be seen.
Thought provoking poem.
Thank you…
Zuzanna
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"The gods who have been appointed to be our companions in the dance, have given us the pleasurable sense of harmony and rhythm; and so they stir us to life, and we follow them, joining together in dances and songs."
-Plato