A Song He Heard Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

A Song He Heard

A song he heard
With the face of despair
Of and end
Higher
Higher the music rises
He did it
A shot
A fall
He did it
And the music sung, sung
Sung
Dark night
The First lights

But the nightingale stood still
And the silent-mute owl dropped a tear.

In the heavens bodies turned and turned.

Sunday, January 7, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: despair,music
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