Nightingale! O, Nightingale! (L'œuvre de Natuer I)A Poem by Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)...just the first poem in the collection.Nightingale, Nightingale, O, how graceful it moves, Lurking, Stalking, Adhering your every move. What they don't know, the Nightingale observes. It often spectulates upon arrival, like a guardian angel perhaps.
Nightingale, Nightingale, Take a trip with me. Graze, Graze the wheat fields, on a summer night. It is free, free to roam this land. Sing Nightingale sing, melodiously sing. O, how I wish I could also run my fingers through its soft russet feathers.
Evermore, You are adorn, Nightingale! O, Nigtingale! © 2010 Nate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)Reviews
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4 Reviews Added on January 5, 2010 Last Updated on January 5, 2010 AuthorNate E. Flake (Cösmic Wönder)Where The Wild Things Are, CAAboutjust started writing poetry, a way of art to express myself, to release my emotions I enjoy the works of Walt Whitman, E.E. Cummings, Langston Hughes, W.E.B. Dubois, William Ernest Henley, Ernest H.. more..Writing
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