Friday, March 14, 2014

The Lark

I love birds. Their songs, beauty, and habits are all so inspiring. Every song and feather are just fascinating! I find solace in their songs; joy, peace, and comfort. Their freedom and song touch me. Here is a poem I dedicate to a bird I once knew.



The Lark

You found me there in profound despair
Counting the shadows of night
The song you share filled the air
As you sang to me mid-flight
A song of joy, a song of hope,
A song of life and love
A song of insight, beauty, and luck
Not unlike the dove
The lark: my messenger in the dark
                                                         - Piper Quinn

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  1. UnknownMarch 15, 2014 at 7:53 PM

    Great little poem, Piper! It brings to mind that old Styx song, Golden Lark.

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    1. UnknownMarch 18, 2014 at 11:15 AM

      Thanks, Harley! Glad you liked it. Golden Lark? That's a Styx song I have never heard, I'll have to check it out. Cheers!

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