Monday, March 19, 2012

Miracle (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I've written the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is miracle.

Fledgling wings
A full moon
I cup in my palms
New life
And find within its beak
A miracle
Whole, full, and sublime

And so I gaze
Through the gray and haze
And find my bird
Circling me
With gentle coos

9 comments:

Jim said...

Hi W.G. Yes, new life is definitely a miracle.
Your words come together so nicely like a good poet's should. I.e, whole, full, and sublime -- through the gray and haze -- and find within its beak.
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Leonard Blumfeld said...

Especially love the image of the bird circling you with gentle coos :)

Mariya Koleva said...

It is so beautiful and tender! Life is amazing. Thanks for visiting my blog, too.

Harshad mehta said...

I know this feelings,

my bird
Circling me
With gentle coos

Beautiful, as usual.

PremI said...

So Soft and Lovely feel!
Simply beautiful!

Andy David said...

Hello.
Nice imagery & flow. I especially like the ending too. Thanks for sharing.

Her Perfumed Scent

Venicio Sales said...

Really I liked this.

Antun86 said...

nice

septembermom said...

so delicate in imagery