Monday, July 10, 2006

XVI - The Dove, Reprise.



The Dove - Reprise

A kind of peace returned to me
Despite my soul being laid bare
The day I set the white dove free.

It felt as if it was meant to be
Released and free, far from my care
A kind of peace returned to me

I held my hands aloft to see
It taking joyously to the air
The day I set the white dove free.

It settled in an old oak tree
As I watched it resting up there
A kind of peace returned to me

It was as happy as could be
Children sang at the country fair
The day I set the white dove free.

Even though it was so hard to bear
I know I'd pleased a maiden fair.
A kind of peace returned to me
The day I set the white dove free.
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© J Cosmo Newbery
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5 comments:

  1. I like this.

    I have never understood why anyone would want to cage a bird. I know that's not really what this poem is about, but it does bring it to mind.

    Cages are cruel, no matter what species.

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  3. Sad, yet healing. Nicely done.

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  4. I'm not ready....to set free...

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  5. Lovely poem.
    Josephine - I agree that caging a wild bird is cruel. However, birds bred in captivity give thousands of people living in their own cages a lot of pleasure.

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