Sing Me In Song

Sing me in spring like a sparrow’s song

or the tongue of a gypsy river,
like peepers beneath a jade sarong
or skirts of wind in full-blown quiver.

Sing me in summer with morning rain
on tin rooftops shaking with thunder,
in water-spun sails that winds unchain
over magical realms thereunder.

Sing me in autumn with cashmere sleeves,
in flames of a crackling fire,
in patchwork puddles of fallen leaves

or a church bell in lofty spire.

Sing me in winter, snow-soft serene,
in baskets brimming with fluffs of white,
in wordless bouquets of evergreen
beneath the moon on a starry night.

Sing me in song from a poet’s pen
onto the vellum of sacred scrolls
that I might sing forever again
between the lips of a thousand souls.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Linda Marie... your poem is mystical
and lyrical like a Gypsy twirling in a breeze.
I have written your poem in my Journal.
Having Gypsy in my blood, since my father's family is from Hungary,
I was drawn to your words like a fire on a Winter's night.
"on tin rooftops shaking with thunder... over magical realms
thereunder." The parchment with a song is my treasure...
Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter. I quiver... truly, Pat

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

O! I just love your review, and I'm so glad the poem has personal meaning to you. Wow! To be written in your journal … that's lovely. Thank you for making my day. :-)

[Patricia Wedel]

You are welcome, Linda Marie... A Hungarian Restaurant usually has a Mystical musician playing the violin at your table... so romantic and charming. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

my goodness! so well done says i .. i am inspired ... to play those strings and be that man ... one can dream right?! :))))) from title to video .. all woven as one theme .. classy natural rhyme and rhythm .. this is such a keeper .. wish i were so good .. its stunning .. what can i say!? thanks so much for sharing!
E.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

You are wondrously kind. 💕💕 Thank you! 🌹

[Einstein Noodle]

that is one of the sexiest sensual enticing pictures of a woman i have ever seen ... like your poem ;)

[mattavelli]

Hello, Linda! :)
This is a beautiful poem. It touches various senses, and flows like a gypsy river.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you.

[emipoemi]

Divine.....simply divine. In utter honesty, the "morning rain" imagery has more power associated with Spring, and the Spring stanza, though could be associated with Spring as well, could be associated with Summer. The only thing that screws up that critique and switch is the fact that the current progression of the images/ideas are utter perfection in that order, and you always know how to craft your lines so well, that I don't want you to tamper with anything.....I just feel that lulling about rain in a season that's not particularly supposed to have that much rainfall without also lulling about the central factors of the season like you do beautifully in every other season has a kind of je-ne-sais-quoi that doesn't really fit despite the delicious beauty of your words.

Just spouting my two cents, no need to take it seriously if you don't want to. This is a great piece (as usual). Well done!

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you. I thought the very same thing, however, I was specifically talking about the heavy rain that comes with a thunderstorm. In Virginia, we normally have 25 days during the summer of temperatures in excess of 90 degrees. This year, we have more than doubled that so a thunderstorm is particularly welcome. As always, I appreciate your thoughts. Be well.

[Lydia Shutter]

Oh, Linda, this is simply beautiful! A romantic poem that touches on all seasons and truly holds the key to what every artist wants....to be remembered. Incredible imagery and a great photo to accompany your words. A great package. Lydi**

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you so much, Lydia. I appreciate your time.

[Robert Trakofler]

I shall put pen to paper forthwith:) okay what a lovely voice you have where do i send the check i'm sold already! I am a singer and a drummer but i'm not sure i could sing that... beautifully... boom boom boom lovely the tone the tempo and the rhyme all lovely oh yeah I forgot I believe that very same thing too. Nice to meet you Linda:)

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Robert. I'm sure you could sing it just fine.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"sing me sing me, baby, sing me sing me" from an old song.
i really like this poem...but the first stanza is really incredible...the quiver, the sarong...mmm, scrumptious word choice and rhyme there.
and if the poem is good enough...it will be sung or read forever by a thousand souls...for sure.
j.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Jacob. It's always a pleasure when you visit.