Poem -
WINGS OF TIME
To kiss the night
FROM LINES SHUFFLED ON FEET
TO SLEEP UNDER A SHROUDED SHEET,
THE AIR NO MORE I BREATHE,
THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART DECEASED.
CALL MY NAME SOFTLY OR LOUD
TOUCH MY CLAMMY HANDS
OR FROZEN BROWS,
NOT EVEN A WHISPER, SHALL GRACE YOUR EAR,
MY SOUL HAS BIDED THE LIGHT
FAREWELL.
THANK YOU MOTHER EARTH
FOR YOUR BOUNTIFUL ART,
YOU HAVE NOURISHED MY LIFE,
FILLING EVERY PART.
BUT FATHER TIME HAS CALLED MY NAME,
AND WHO AM I,
FROM HIS VOICE,
REFRAME.
WILFORD BARKER.
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Comments
REALLY COOL POEM LINDA KEEP WRITING WELL DONE
Best wishes to you Linda.
Wings of time, beautifully written and in my very humble opinion could be even more beautiful if it wasn't written in capital letters, it's not a criticism it's a humble observation as writing in capital letters is known as shouting in the writing industry and this beautiful piece is anything but shouting. 🌹
Thanks for your sincere opinion. Happy that you shared. Besides constructive criticism is very helpful in my book.
lol.