Yesterday, I found the first Rod McKuen book I purchased in 1969 (or thereabout,) "Listen to the Warm," I always liked those words and today, of them, I scribbled this (sort of) Cinq.
listen
to the warm breeze
seeping through the lilacs
into every awakened sense
new dawn
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
10 comments:
lovely, Magyar :)
when wind turns a warm breeze....it awakens in every sense....
wishes,
devika
Oh yes - can feel, see and smell it so sharply. Beautiful write Magyar.
this one it appeals to the senses - nicely done
just wonderful, Magyar!
there's a real sense of spring in this, scents and all. wonderful
I agree with Janice :)
nice one
john
Yes, I like it.
Best wishes
Ralf
new dawn
ive heard those sounds
kisadee kisadee
yesterday and before those
bird songs
My thanks to you all!
_Gilena, I doff my cap to your response! It's happily recieved, and better'n mine! Lovit.
_m
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