Voice

In the soft, Green, Valley

of voices.

Where the children

of the day

beat their drums;

O Sweet whispering wind

carry me

on their rhythm.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Few words, much intent ..

[Gandré]

oh this is so good. Innocent this conscious exploitation; and I am glad I didn't miss your artistic minimalism.

[Ed Hart]

there may be shortness of breath, but there is not shortness of art; it is what it is, and it is fine...Ed

[Alicia™]

A very short, but good poem... But I guess it was intended to be short...

This is so short, I kinda want more lol.
There is great imagery, and it has great rhythm.
-Nice write-
-Satan's Toaster