Frank James Ryan

(Yonkers, New York)

Deliverance Of The Dove - Poem by Frank James Ryan

Two doves in motion, exploring their options;
In tune to life from their spire.
Dictating wings expand with suggestion, in a tone of conviction;
Thrumming like strings form a symphony in presto. Pacificating symbols - two doves descend earthward for societies muse.
Their conciliatory measure offers hope and solace to humanities division.
Above .... flies a thrush, a spirited songbird; no recognized symbol;
Its taupe upper plumage and spray spotted breast,
Presents radical contrast to the image and persuasions of the dove. Two doves now connect with the flight of the thrush;
Appearance and origin, separate and different;
Yet somantics and custom are not a player,
As the trilogy shares common ground...habitation;
Exploring their options without bias nor barrier. Will we ever do the same? Two doves and a thrush delivering one message,
From their kingdom to ours, in a tone of inclusion;
In tune to the isolation below them... A potpourri of birds perched on a spire, bowing their heads;
Pondering our options with a brisance of puzzlement.


Comments about Deliverance Of The Dove by Frank James Ryan

  • (10/7/2009 7:01:00 AM)


    Dude u no that option n motion dont rhyme rite lol (Report) Reply

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (6/21/2009 3:42:00 AM)


    .....................ATTENTION......................

    THESE ARE NOT MY POEM PAGES...PLEASE EXIT & TYPE IN MY NAME AS FRANK JAMES RYAN JR.....AND CLICK THE NAME WITH THE 70+ WORKS/POEMS

    THESE ARE 3 MIS-POSTINGS & THIS DEAD ACCOUNT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE DELETED OVER 3 YEARS AGO... THANK YOU.........FjR
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  • (3/10/2008 3:42:00 AM)


    Lovely message, Frank - and the torrent carries the reader onward. - Will (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (9/20/2007 12:47:00 PM)


    White doves, how truly beautiful they are, I watched one perched on the ledge of the house next door, just above my kitchen window. The beauty came to visit many times but when my husband passed, the dove never returned. Thankyou Frank for this writing.-Melvina- (Report) Reply

  • (11/24/2006 3:47:00 AM)


    I fell asleep after the first line.... (Report) Reply

  • (9/15/2006 9:04:00 PM)


    How strange that we never think of them thinking of our options...We think we are so high above all others of God's creations, and yet may be the lowest of all. The peace they share is beyond anything we have, isn't it? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 2, 2003



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