Thursday, October 06, 2005


Today I want to sing
Words streaming from my open mouth
Hinged from my tongue
Fluttering in the breeze

Today I want my song
To join hands with the meadowlark
That sits on the sage
And fly like ribbons of yellow
Over the yellowing hills

Today I want to have sung
Every ounce of song I have in my bones
Just for today
To feel the stretch, the pull of each song muscle
Chest heaving the air to the mouth's rounding



Blogger Dale said...

It can come like an avalanche, when it comes -- that joy. I'm glad.

10/06/2005 4:42 PM  
Blogger ruth said...

Oh yes! me too!

10/07/2005 12:52 AM  
Blogger MB said...

And so am I, so am I.

10/07/2005 8:37 PM  
Blogger Susan said...

I like the middle stanza the best! How wonderful

10/09/2005 9:58 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Thank you, susan!

10/11/2005 9:29 AM  
Anonymous Wong Online PoK√©r Hu said...

I want to sing, too, but I would not want everyone else, to go home soaking wet.

11/25/2005 1:09 AM  

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