Snatch of a song
Some days are empty, like the day before
Lights are out, curtains closed, sign's up on the door
Some days are empty, and I'd give anything
Just to hear a bluebird sing
Find me a bluebird
In my own back yard
Climb me a mountain
Can't be that hard
Sing me a new song
Every day of my life
Going to find me that bluebird
Make it all come out right
Lights are out, curtains closed, sign's up on the door
Some days are empty, and I'd give anything
Just to hear a bluebird sing
Find me a bluebird
In my own back yard
Climb me a mountain
Can't be that hard
Sing me a new song
Every day of my life
Going to find me that bluebird
Make it all come out right
posted by MB at 8:43 AM
7 Comments:
This is a great piece of work. Also, thanks for the mention below.
Sounds like a sweet John Denver song. (I liked his songs)
Thanks. I expect to work with this further, eventually.
I like your poem alot. Will come again when i have time to read more.
Thanks, rdl, and welcome!
hello moose,
found your bloggerificness via billy the blogging poet's 100 blogging poets in 100 days. am making a point to read some of all of the blogs (becuase it's fun and a convinient way to make contact with other poets on the internet). anway, i thought i'd comment on this poem here... i love its two parts. though, they seem like very different poems. perhaps the difference between a verse and a chorus. the second stanza is a chant, with candor; the first is a plea, a poetic desire or a fairytale wish upon the stars. you said you might work on it more in the future? i would love to see more of the dynamic between the two stanza styles throughout a longer piece. a lovely introduction to your work on my behalf, thank you for blogging :)
-katy
Hi katy, and welcome!
Yes, the first is a verse, the second a chorus, and the whole thing is intended as a part of something larger... eventually.
Thanks for reading and commenting.
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