Poemme Posted June 3 Share Posted June 3 In the warm air Where the river runs through willows The bells are ringing again Little girl singing Voice rising hopefully Reaching for a note then crashing Not so much singing As speaking aloud Throwing her voice up into the air Carrying her higher and higher Never quite knowing where she’ll go Then slowly coming down again. The doves and her heart wanting to be heard Waking from sleep or idleness Quivering air to air A child born Through her tiny mouth and tongue The air that feeds the sleeping doves Breath in and breath out Into the world where the peacock rests Where bird nests rustle Breathing in and out Flowers open and close Everyone holding their breath. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
badger11 Posted June 4 Share Posted June 4 The church is a presence in your poems P., but the spirit wants to fly elsewhere! Breathe the air of flight. Nature of song and scent, realities, not church bound hope. I would certainly be tempted by a river walk lined with with willows 😀 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Poemme Posted June 4 Author Share Posted June 4 Badger, you’re right about the church and I hadn’t even noticed. Now I’m self conscious of using it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Terry A Posted June 4 Share Posted June 4 Taken with your poem “A White Church” a neat two sided coin. Really lovely imagery in this poem touching upon the sacred. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted June 13 Share Posted June 13 Hello, I simply enjoyed reading this. The first part reminds me of the book Where the Crawdads Sing. The imagery and the liquidity of your phrasing just carried me along. Nice work, ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Poemme Posted June 13 Author Share Posted June 13 5 hours ago, Tinker said: Hello, I simply enjoyed reading this. The first part reminds me of the book Where the Crawdads Sing. The imagery and the liquidity of your phrasing just carried me along. Nice work, ~~Tink Thanks for reading and responding. Edit: I just checked out “Where the Crawdads Sing”. I do have a soft spot for that part of the world and the stories that come from it. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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