Sing to me of springtime
lift up my heart with your song
your voice is as sweet as rain
falling on a hot summer afternoon.
I am lost in the wilderness within
sing to me of springtime
my weary step will march along
until it shakes off its ennui.
Lift up my heart with your song
that evokes uncorrupted joy.
With crystal notes rising above the din
your voice is as sweet as rain.
This was written for DVERSE’s Poetics: Cascade from April. Finally, I am able to link this up with the Open Link Night Prompt.
26 thoughts on “ROBIN”
Nice last line: “your voice is as sweet as rain.”
Of robins and rain, lovely!
Thanks, Frank. 🙂
Stunning photo and lovely refrain of that cascade poem. Springtime is here at last.
Thanks, Grace. 🙂
I like how you say ‘sing to me of springtime’ – and not just the birds singing but the whole the world around us showing true beauty and what beauty really is. I always like spring for the warmth that comes along and the warmth that comes ahead during summer. There’s also the promise of light and incoming creatures and companionship during spring, and I guess this is why this season is something many of us look forward to. Well penned, Imelda 🙂
Hi, Mabel. Thanks for such a thoughtful comment. You’re right. It is not just about the Robin. I like spring, too, for the promise of new things, new beginnings. I love it more because it sets the stage for the fruition of summer . 🙂
Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous! ❤️
Thanks, Sanaa. 🙂
lovely and delicate….very nice…thank you…bkm
I love this, though your robin is so very different from ours, but checking I think the song of your robin is similar to the song of our blackbird.
I wonderedabout that myself. It turns out that the American Robin belongs to the thrush genus. It is named after the European Robin because of the orange breast but it is not related to it at all (according to wikipedia). I think the European Robin is cuter though.
The song of the robin is soothing and the hopping robin is cause for joy. I love your cascade poem.
You are welcome 🙂