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

[Einstein Noodle]

opening lines are brilliant says i! the turn at "...dark mockingbird" .. creates in me a foreboding tension .. that stays with me to the closing .. some memories tho they are magnificent on one hand .. sometimes are best left alone ;) .. your poem "Moonlight mockingbird" touched a deep place in me this morning .. i need to go eat candy now ;)

E.

[Jon Roggie]

I love it. As always, your musical choice is beautiful.

[Patrick]

Very creative title. The words are expressive and relatable, original and flowing. The style of brief lines that exudes emotion is one that is easy to read and magnetic

[anne]

beautiful imagination and awesome structure....
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...very unique phrasing...I loved it...:))

[kublakhan27]

Well, you know I take a lot of late-night walks Mrs.R, so this one spoke to me in volumes...what I'm looking for I have no idea, but I would probably welcome the presence of shadows, or mockingbirds...I detect alienation in this piece, but that may very well jut be my mindset right now...above all this is a soothing and lyrical piece that left me with strains of violins in my ears...yes, this one hit me on a deep and personal level, given my penchant for walks and all those years of living by the sea....it's probably for the sea's own good that I only visit it occasionally now, for I'm probably the one that perturbed it with my unceasing glare haha Again you have cast a spell with your words, and left me swooning in your poetic bliss...gorgeous work love :) xo

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The call of nature is always an inspirational one…. what a lovely poem reflecting on one aspect of it.

[Lauriegirl]

You can tell you write straight from your heart. you write beautifully and with such passion. This is so touching!

[Frieda P]

Thanks Laurie, that means a lot to me....!

[Kelly Scheppers]

My son took up the violin in fifth grade...such a mesmerizing instrument to listen to.

The beauty of your words is ever lifting, Frieda...with a touch of sadness.

[Frieda P]

Beautiful and haunting, I agree, nice, you get to listen to him play...thanks so much Kelly.

[MomzillaNC]

Loss conveyed with such delicate tenderness, like a sigh…

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Momzilla.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome. What'd you think of "Winter?"

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing music and beautiful and gentle poetry. The violin is my favorite song. Can take me to good places and thoughts. Thank you dear friend for your amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.