Everything that moves me

zondag 22 april 2012

Birds singing

Oil Painting made by me Jacoba B.Lange
Birds singing their nightkiss songs for me      
krils trying to sing louder
Softly the warmth from the day covers me
Sitting here and listen to the songs 
of this evening with power.

Suddenly three birds fly high,
are loud screaming
something must have happened
in their tree, something,
but I don't know why
I could not see.

The darkness crawls up slowly,
but still very visible
and the last lines of sunshine
mixed with the darkness
of the evening sky.

Than like a last accord of a song
it suddenly stops.
Like they all know,
time to be quiet
time to let go.

Sitting here all alone,
my mind calm and relax
happy I heard this song
wondering what
I will be doing next

©Jacoba B.Lange (coby)

I wrote this poem in Florida Nokomes in 2002 while I was sitting in the lovely garden of our cousins Frank and Dora Foster

4 opmerkingen:

  1. Beautiful painting and lovely words! You are very talened, thanks for sharing.

  2. I love the sound of birds singing. It is poetry for sure and beautiful like yours.

    1. Thank You for your comment. That is very nice of Yu Carolina