poet Valerie Dohren

Valerie Dohren

The Migration

I look upon the skies to see
A myriad flutt`ring wings
And hear above a symphony
A choir of feathered kings

Their music echoes through my mind
To fill my heart with joy
Such freedom do I seek to find
And earthly cares destroy

Lit by the moon`s soft glowing light
Their journey lingers on
Towards the dark expanse of night
Towards the distance sun

I know not where their journey wends
What verdant land their prize
Perhaps `tis where the rainbow ends
Perchance `tis Paradise

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 8, 2012

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Comments about The Migration by Valerie Dohren

  • Patricia GranthamPatricia Grantham (2/13/2013 6:26:00 AM)

    Val, This is a beautiful poem, birds fly so freely, I was touched by it. Thanks

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  • Ramesh RaiRamesh Rai (11/15/2012 5:02:00 AM)

    `tis where the rainbow ends
    Perchance `tis Paradise
    great write with open mind 10

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