Small Poem by karen sinclair

Small

Rating: 4.8


The small brown nightingale sings
From left bough of an insignificant tree
He brings not much
Just love and a touch
Of everything that wrenches his
Heartstrings

In his world the notes are beautiful
Blissfully unaware
His heartsichord strings are all but dishevelled
So never fill the air

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 19 October 2012

Ah a marvelous poem! Im a birdlover n love birdsong. Nightingale's my fav bird but u hav pennd dis so artistically,10 out of 10

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Neela Nath Das 21 October 2012

Small is the bird, and his note not so much with that frequency which can fill the air. Yet, small is wonderful and its effect is very profound.Lovely.10+++

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Savita Tyagi 21 October 2012

Absolutely beautiful! Some time I sit out to hear birds singing and try to figure out how they response to each other's call. The calls, the rhythm, the musical tones just so serene! those little birds fill my heart.

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Yash Shinde 22 October 2012

so serene.sublime.and beautiful poem............I want to quote wordsworth that with your profound poem is making the environment overflow with the sound

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Danny Draper 23 October 2012

A beautiful concise poem for the unaware, blissful in their ignorance, immersed in passion and love their art.

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Smoky Hoss 31 December 2014

Oh, this is so perfectly beautiful.

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Ruth Walters 23 December 2014

can't message you so here's a note to say I loved this little poem and wish you a very Happy Xmas.....Ruth :)

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Owain Glyn 22 April 2013

Like the nightingale, this piece is small but quite beautiful!

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Hamid Negah 31 October 2012

Karen, after some time with the good feelings mean very much enjoy reading your poetry.

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 25 October 2012

precisely said and beautifully said.

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