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The Music Upon My Tongue
I stare in silence, not uttering a word
While rain drops fall with my every breath
I become the melody of the sandpiper bird
But for me there is no sweeter song sung
And a peaceful sigh escapes from my lips
As I savor the lilting music upon my tongue
I taste briny salt, blue sky, the choppy bay
I hear shore waves with their hypnotic sound
And feel soft rain falling as it guides my way
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poetics: Three from the Welsh Speaking Sea
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I like the soft rain guiding one’s way to the hypnotic sound of the bay.
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Thank you Frank.
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“I become the melody of the sandpiper bird” A wonderful line, Linda
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Thank you.
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Beautiful tranquil piece
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Thank you.
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you captured all the sensations in the lovely last stanza – a really good write using Garlick’s rhyme sets. Thank you for joining in
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Thank you so much Laura.
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You really make me long for the sea… sandpiper’s song
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Thank you.
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I love the line about becoming the melody of the bird. You also did great with the imagery! ❤
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Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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