the song of no one

Day 3 NaPoWriMo

Last night's sliver moon

challenged me to meet

myself in the room,
yet no one was there.

The trees' bare branches
flow like braided rivers
to the changing sea
of the empty sky.

If I were a bird,
and my voice were song,
I'd trill to the dawn
with the forest mob. 

Reviews

[Mae Owens]

I like the birds songs, It's sings in my ears and i never share my tears, to hear the song of my lungs, and there never be none.

[flameinthesnow]

Evermore and anon, songs are sung to the sun. :)

[Mae Owens]

THAT'S THE TRUE AND I FEEL THE COOL AIR GOING DOWN MY BACK,,, WHEN I SING A SONG THAT'S TOUCHES ME WITH LOVE

[flameinthesnow]

Oh I love you! :)

[Drowning In Reality]

Lovely imagery. Graceful flow. Really nice work.

[flameinthesnow]

Thank you kindly for stopping by.