I watch the sparrows feed, upon the tree
A tallow cake, to swarm and sing alight;
As winter storm, suspends the chills of rain.
The snows full weight, beneath the old banshee
As she screams in mists, a frozen shrill blight.
The tree so meek, the sparrows call remains
In merry laughter, it seems to breathe so free
Resounds the tones of idler springs, so bright!
The spell of winter woven myth, retains
A moldy book, so worn its yellowed page.
As songs a sparrow sings, of light refrain,
Remind the passerby, the storms full rage.
Still I watch, in the mix of winter pains
As back the snow returns, my idle gage...
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Nice and soothing I find this piece. The sparrow has always been one of my favorite birds. I like writing about them and reading about them also. Lovely, lovely
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this is such a beautiful write and i love the imagery that painted within this. well done and keep penning
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Ahhh thanks for entering this most beautiful piece I see my friend really liked it looks like your in Congrats Cara
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this is brilliant I love this so much thank you for the submission,
I will let you in on more for the books, once I get them all seperated and squared away in to topics, thank you very much for such a wonderful submission! -
"the sparrows tale tells the story well of both the winter and winters agony well.
you write a story well
Tamara
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amazing! I get a sweet childhood feeling here.
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oh dear...
this is lovely...your poetic voice fits this so well...
your words are well chosen and lead the reader directly into your world of somber and yet beauty all at once...
difficult task for most...but not your talented pen...
I really like this write...
Blessings! Tammy
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beautiful imagery - stark and lovely all at once... very eloquent language - impressive use of vocabulary, indeed... I especially like line two!
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