Bard's Song Poem by Adam Day

Bard's Song

Rating: 5.0


The traveling bard
Has to make due
Snapping the strings
For enjoyment on cue
Though the wolf howls
In the moon lights eve
The roster will crow
In the morning to believe
As an old house creaks
Leaving unto a mouse
The newborn baby speaks
While crawling through the house

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fay Slimm 14 October 2008

This is most interesting and thought provoking Adam. I see the rhythm as gently flowint to your imagery of the Bard as being in some measure in all of the places you mention, the house, the baby, the wolf and the rooster. Very clever.

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