Moonlight mockingbird

I wandered 

about the moonlight

looking for our

           shadows cast,

somewhere near 

a perturbed ocean

    where last there 

was a vast sky,

came upon a

          dark mockingbird

who sang the songs 

             of spirits past

lyrics spun of wildfires

      and poppy's blood,

he whispered in

      lush hushes

as a bluesy 

            untamed melody

played on ghostly

              violin strings,

 spun of eerie tunes 

         in ending's rhyme

Author's Note

Reviews

[R Smith]

sounds like a few clubs i've been in,
he whispered in
lush hushes
as a bluesy
untamed melody
played on ghostly
violin strings,
spun of eerie tunes
in ending's rhyme, one of the most beautiful pieces of work I have read. :)

[Frieda P]

Wow thanks so much Richard, you've humbled me my crazy friend. :)

[R Smith]

crazy huh! thar's gold in them thar' hill o' beans.....I'll have you know :P

[Patricia Wedel]

Frieda's Poetry will Live forever... Amen... softly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Top-notch poetry that resonates life, love and nature in their fullest impact on our strengths and frailties.
I hope all is well in your world as they are in your word.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Frieda… you were a Poet when I first joined WC. It was a Magic time before the Corona Virus and now the effort to destroy everything that made our Country Great… being destroyed by Insane Politicians that throw our Tax money around like an Earthquake out of Control… Open Borders, no Accounting… offering Free Healthcare and Education … when the Immigrants own Countries should have kept their Citizens with Laws and Order and Principles.
G-d help us All. Amen .. Pat

[Miss Sharon]

(he whispered in lush hushes as a bluesy untamed melody played on ghostly violin strings) What a hauntingly beautiful line this is! I love the entire post. Great writing! ~Sharon

[KeeD]

Fantasy ..You make love seem like reality but no matter how great people describe love to be I will always compare it to these haunting fantasies you've accustomed to me. I would listen to the sad tune of life through the violin of bones only to wait for said mockingbird to strike an artery and let the love blood flow once more.

[misha]

What beautiful imagery! Great write =)

[beautiful dreamer]

man i missed this beautiful words its been too long! love the beauty you put into each and every poem you write frieda, its wonderful. oh so wonderful and marvelous and you are a blessing to the writers cafe world! now its time for chemistry homework have a great day!

[stars are far]

that was so great work :).. i loved this :)

[Bright Ocean Star]

Frieda, the many and varying facets of your genius leaves me in awe. The woman who brings us high heeled red spiked shoes, pens this masterpiece of reverence and reflection. It was an honor to read this one. So incredibly beautiful..

[BennyBooth]

Just beautiful! the way you put your words together seems so effortless! You convey emotion and melancholy in the most wonderful of ways! You are too good! Where can I buy your book??? :))