A Poet's Heart (Birdsworth) Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

A poets heart in the Spring
Is much like a gazelle with wings...
...Or a forest full of sheltered blooms
Or a nest of new born's 'neath an April moon.

A poets heart flows like a gentle stream
...Embracing the sunlight and it's butter yellow beams
It'sthe casting forth of the warmth of memories made
A nurturing of the growing even in the mighty Oak's shade.

A poets heart is all roses in an arbor row...
...With blazing colours - that radiantly glow
A poets heart never beats alone
Nor does it forget it's one true home.

For it breathes in the starry, starry night
...With a heart full of fire come the dawn of daylight
A poets heart is a redemption of all wrongs
Thoughtfully sung in ever gentle birdsong.

4/5/17

Theodora Onken