Classic and Contemporary Poetry
INSPIRATION, by GRACE HOLBROOK BLOOD First Line: Oh, there are days when I can fly Last Line: My spirit soars upward, and sings! Subject(s): Flight; Sky; Wishes; Flying | ||||||||
Oh, there are days when I can fly Away from the lowland track, And turn deaf ears to the nudging noise Of the cares that would call me back. When joy gives wings to my eager feet, And wings to the words I sing, I am off to a place on the tip of a hill Where the clouds will be opening. And if I forget I am mortal and frail, I can reach and touch the sky: For the sky, though a keeper of mysteries, Can be friendly to such as I. And there, from that place on the windy hill, The unspoken seems quite plain: I'll read me a riddle -- and answer it, too, Before I go back again. And I'm wishing a wish that every day Might grant me the boon of wings: But then -- I'll rejoice if once in a moon My spirit soars upward, and sings! | Other Poems of Interest...SOMETHING CHILDISH, BUT VERY NATURAL; WRITTEN IN GERMANY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE NIGHT SONG OF THE PERSONAL SHADOW by GYORGY PETRI THE HAWAIIAN FLIGHT SQUADRON by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN MONHEGAN GULLS by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON FLIGHT by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN |
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