Paper Birds Poem by Sandra Fowler
Paper Birds
Our minds have become intimate with words.
We fly together like two paper birds.
Small creeks, big rivers and the mighty sea,
Sustains the lyrics of calligraphy.
My friend, the lamp of sunset lights the grass.
Leaves paint old panes with poems of stained glass.
Deft fingers pluck the lyre-strings of the heart.
Emotion is as beautiful as art.
YOUR words, your words... Oh, Sandra, what a way you have. This is, as ever, completely enchanting. t x
Beautiful Wings spreading widely over the colourful lands lakes stepies creeks mountainsetc, Marvelous melody, thanks 10++
This works are art indeed.... as if the words could sit on water...
Nice short to light the grass with the lamp of sunset. Thanks.
Very well done. Nice flow and rhyme. Congratulations on having it selected as Poem of the Day!
I enjoyed this very much, you have a beautiful way with words and control the flow of it so well thank you Michael
dear sandraji.................... i too fly like a paper bird along with you.................... the last line.....all lines are marvellous............................ what can i call these intimate word except poetry? love premji
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/22/2025 5:24:02 PM # 1.0.0
this piece is unimaginable and really stands out as a masterpiece....it goes to my favorites.....