The wind calls your name
I do not know what to say
My eyes have run dry
but I always sing your song
while I tend to the flowers
Your song is the dew
refreshing my parched spirit
in this lonely place
may the heavens hear your voice,
grant me deliverance.
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This is a Somonka that I wrote several weeks ago for a Writer’s Digest form challenge. 🙂 This is my contribution to DAILY POST’s LOSS and DVERSE POETS’ PUBS’ Open Link Night.
Thank you for coming by. Have a great day. 🙂
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Beautiful 🙂
Thanks, Morgan. 🙂
You’re good!!
Thanks. 🙂
Very evocative Imelda! Truly beautiful!
Precioso!!!
Thanks, Ilargia. 🙂
Gorgeous words, Imelda, and the photo capture is exquisite. Talented lady, you are.
Thank you for your encouraging words, Diane. 🙂 Have a wonderful Friday. 🙂
nice…very worshipful…esp that second verse…taking relief and sustenance from the source….
wow, oh so beautiful, in every way.
Thanks, Geraldine. 🙂
What beautiful form and words ~ Hope you are well Imelda ~ All the best for the Holidays ~
Grace
Thanks, Grace. All the best to you, too. 🙂
Beautiful words.
Anna :o]
Thanks, Anna. 🙂
this was a poem that lifts the heart. 🙂
Thanks, Bill. 🙂
Well Referaching…………
Always a delight to visit your blog, Imelda. Beautiful pic and words. 🙂
I see you still have my old link on your blogroll. Could you please change it to my new one. Thank you. http://anotherday2paradise.wordpress.com/
Hi Sylvia. Thanks for coming by, as always. I already added your new one except that your new name is now in the fifth place (counting your old bog) because its second letter is now “N” instead of “D”. 🙂 I think I will have the chance to tinker with the widgets today. 🙂
Ah, thanks so much. I didn’t spot that. 🙂
This is lovely Imelda, I loved the intimacy of the images.
Lovely poem!