Water's Rise

Water's Rise

A Poem by Poppy Ruth Silver
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Inspired by the included photo...

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I have always wanted to be a bird...

Tell me 
soft herons
if I may call you such 
what sights you have seen
on your way to that lake
I wonder if monsoon rain
beat heavily upon your broad wings
or the sun scorched your glides 
as you soared toward fresh water
tell me
in your own unique way
how the sunrise glows in India
from here it seems to sear
I miss the home of my soul
have you seen the one who often walks 
where you choose to land and hunt
the one who cherishes the beauty of nature
in sunshine or storm
tell me
soft herons
what sights you have seen
in the land of my dreams
I have always wanted to be a bird
perhaps more so now than ever before
to take flight and never return
to forever dwell 
where the sky seems to burn






Poetry ©2017 PoppySilver
Photo ©2017 Avinash 

© 2017 Poppy Ruth Silver



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LOVE-LOVE-LOVE!!! This is gracefully stated & beautifully conceived. I love the longing thru-out, as if dripping from your words, wanting to be a bird. The observations are carefully chosen to show a side of this bird life that's nicely uncommon. I've been wanting to write as if a frog lately & your poem helps me formulate my ideas on this! *smile*

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you lovely...a frog's world, I wonder what that be like...amazing to think on how perception i.. read more



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Beautiful and mystic in depth. I feel your soul's divine voyage speaking through your sighs. The herons, how their visions call to you, the sacred place of your roots. Does India hold the pathway home to you? It echoes in so much of your whisperings. (I often see herons as I drive home each night. Dreamers indeed.)

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

I believe it does hon :) India is in my soul I have felt for as long as I remember now :) Thank you .. read more
An owl on the moon

3 Weeks Ago

I am glad you are on the way home. One can hear the music of her already making you dance. :)
Vividly crafted , imaginary resembles the fine picture
A fine piece of work

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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Many thanks $amala :)
"to forever dwell
where the sky seems to burn"

very poignant!

Posted 3 Months Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Many thanks Cascara :)
Something truly beautiful was born from your inspiration, here. I really enjoyed this.

~Luna

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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Many thanks Brittany :)
Love the use of birds in flight for the emotional thought and imagery. You have made me want to take flight Dear Poppy.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you lovely you :)
beautiful comparisons Poppy.....

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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Many thanks hon :)
Nice one Poppy.
The structure took it away in the very first glance.
And about the comparison, I think every body at some point of time would have thought to fly, so it relates well and connects us all.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Sudeep, thank you for your wonderful thoughts, as always :)
A poet full of beauty, great write.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Many thanks Leslie :)
This one is softly touching behind my eyes... whispers and wishes ...full.

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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

Thank you precious heart...
Beautiful. I am at a loss for words, but will try to express myself. It would be nice to be able to be "as free as a bird" and fly to all ends of the earth. We don't get to see beauty of lands far away and isolated unless through a movie screen. And I do wonder if a bird knows exactly what to make of the treasure of true freedom, but then again nothing/no one is truly free anymore. Now I am rambling, but still found this amazingly penned.

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Poppy Ruth Silver

3 Weeks Ago

I love your rambling :) Thank you sweet soul :)

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Merry Meet all, welcome to my page. I write mainly poetry but I also write stream of thought prose. I also create spoken word poetry and have a couple of novels on the go (dust covered albeit;) My .. more..

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