Tempest On The Fields Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Tempest On The Fields



To be a nightingale on the
Boughs
To be tempest on the fields
To be lightning on the roads
To lay thundering on the weald
To lay wreaths on the old stone
Where my mother dreams and sleeps
Then sing as nightingale on bough.

Thursday, August 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,emotions,fear,heartache,heartbreak,heartbroken,heaven,life,lifestyle,nature
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