Your Songs


In your* lines I’ve found my autumnal sky.

From the frozen spirit     like a skein of geese

    a hidden joy takes its soaring flight.


Fungi words sprout in my dead log heart—

where I hang my sorrow-web in dewy smile—

my tawny soul is agape at your divine art.


Your songs stir stars in my dark core.

Holding hands take me to dawn’s shore.



*refers to poet Tagore. This is my little tribute to him and his art.



Posted for MTB – The Reason For Rhyme @ dVerse


12 thoughts on “Your Songs

  1. I have not paid enough attention to Tagore, but thanks to you, I will remedy that. It is significant if a poet can paint with more than mere words. My other joy/talent is photography. Your alliteration in the (above mentioned ) line
    /your songs stir stars in my dark core/ is killer good.

Thank You :)

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