Her Morning Song

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    Her Morning Song

    Aieee--softly waves, an airy dreamy sound
    Iieee--follows, playing in the rising steam
    of dew from morning grass. Her waking dream
    ascends with flaring sun from tightly wound
    up vocal calls to trill from sky to ground.
    She strains her voice with songs recalling theme
    and thesis sung of yesterday. Her scream
    her herald song announces day as found.

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    Crush commented on Her Morning Song

    10-21-2009

    very nice, i liked the classic styling and felt the morning.

    MAFLongfellow commented on Her Morning Song

    07-17-2009

    NICE TO MEET YOU FELLOW SAGIE,LOVED THE WRITE AND IT REMINDED ME OF A CERTAIN BIRD IN MY BACK YARD THAT THINKS IT IS A ROOSTER IN EARLY MORN SCREAMING THE DAY AWAKE...MARILYN

    wheelsal commented on Her Morning Song

    07-17-2009

    Finally someone with a degree and the ability to write. You can write. Sally

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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