O you sweet ol sound that grasp the wind, you hold so tight to sway again - through the branches springtide leaves, such a tune these wind they weaves. O that sweet ol song I heard before;
The Music in the Wind Written by Adam M. Snow O you sweet ol sound that grasp the wind, you hold so tight to sway again - through the branches springtide leaves, such a tune these wind they weaves. O that sweet ol song I heard before; those magic notes, amusing score. Like a moth's once soon cocoon, your sweet ol song shall bring a new. The songs that birds in morning sing, those chapel bells whom we praise to ring. Among the wind, they play so free - O sweet ol sound, play again for me. Let me hear o rustling branches, a sound of an octave cord - that of which o nature brings me, the songs of which the tune - delights me. The joy your tune in which it brings, upon the wind - upon pigeons wings. Songs of which entwined with man, like that of many passing cars, or the coming train to name of some; a flowing rhythm - their own drum. O this day your finest song, I can hear it all day long. To hear thee, o city music, a concerto to befit, - entwined with the sound of nature - entwined with the earth for sure. Your tune so great it can be seen, through the branches, leaves of green. Such an awe we shall not waste, the joyance of sweet nature's fate. http://amsnow.weebly.com
I became lost in a maelstrom of thoughts, words and emotions. This poem should deserve more poems, for it felt like I was moved to another dimensions and the state of my mind became calm and peaceful. Your Requiem comes from the heart and that is the truth behind the magic of your poems. I hope to be on the same level as your godlike writing one day but until then, I shall never yield to the feeling of quitting and you should also never yield. For your masterpieces must be shared in this world of us.
Good job :D
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
And one day it shall. Thank you.
9 Years Ago
No problem and till the day comes when we must quit, we have given the world enough food to last fo.. read moreNo problem and till the day comes when we must quit, we have given the world enough food to last for era's to come :)
I became lost in a maelstrom of thoughts, words and emotions. This poem should deserve more poems, for it felt like I was moved to another dimensions and the state of my mind became calm and peaceful. Your Requiem comes from the heart and that is the truth behind the magic of your poems. I hope to be on the same level as your godlike writing one day but until then, I shall never yield to the feeling of quitting and you should also never yield. For your masterpieces must be shared in this world of us.
Good job :D
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
9 Years Ago
And one day it shall. Thank you.
9 Years Ago
No problem and till the day comes when we must quit, we have given the world enough food to last fo.. read moreNo problem and till the day comes when we must quit, we have given the world enough food to last for era's to come :)
Amazing use of words my friend.
"- entwined with the sound of nature
- entwined with the earth for sure."
You gave beauty and strength to nature and the wind. I enjoyed the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
"The writer’s mind, can surpass even the most intellectual minds." –Adam M. Snow
I keep my work clean, I write to inspire others. Some people would even call me a philosopher, but w.. more..