The Nightingale and the Owl (true story, more or less, at 3:48am)

A Poem by icaros13

_

I heard a Nightingale's song tonight
She sang in deepest shades of blue

Her voice so sweet, and I wept, 'tis true
When the Owl told me it was you

© 2012 icaros13

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register

Reviews

Renée

Wistful beauty...

Posted 11 Years Ago

Emily B

oooooh, this one hit me hard where i l{o}ive

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Corset

so beautifully expressed in just a few lines you capture delightful in the saddest of ways, someone told me that owls are the fortune tellers of death :( but there are many deaths and many births and one always begins with the other :) so not to worry for the nightingale, we will all begin again.

Posted 11 Years Ago

...	. absolutely beautiful real-life poetry ... there's so much magic in your words that they reached my heart in an instant ... Posted 11 Years Ago <i> . absolutely beautiful real-life poetry ... there's so much magic in your words that they reached my heart in an instant ... </i> Rating /100

Stats

233 Views
4 Reviews

Shelved in 2 Libraries

Added on August 15, 2012
Last Updated on August 26, 2012
Tags: poetry, poem

Author

icaros13

Kansas, OK

About

For we have thought the larger thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devil's tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ..I do love.. more..