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Voices
Contributed by
derbypoet
on
Sunday, 26th April 2009 @ 07:23:38 AM in AEST
Topic:
fantasy
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I heard the tinkling voices then,
Whispering with glee.
Excited little chattering
That seeked some sport with me.
They said that I had lost my mind,
My heart was stolen, gone.
That babbling, teasing little sound
Got louder and went on.
And all the other noises
That will make a forest's song,
Were drowned out by the cackling
Of the scornful fairy throng.
They called that I was lost, a fool,
Those mocking elfin sprites,
And capered oft from branch to branch,
Hopping with delight.
I smiled, indulged their fancies
And endured along the path,
And every stone did taunt my love,
And every bush did laugh.
But as I reached the stile again,
The voices semed to go;
The teasing was the peaceful brook,
The sneers, cow's gentle low,
Accusing eyes, the sun's warm face,
The jeering, magpie's bill.
I turned and touched my cap to them
And went, on fuller still.
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Re: Voices
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 26th April 2009 @ 09:25:38 AM AEST (User
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Wow, this was so delightful!! The rhyme and perfect flow just added to the enjoyment
of the little fantastical adventure you took the reader on. This is exactly the type of
poem I want to take a deep breath of and fill my lungs with its magical wonder.
Grand post. Thank you for sharing it. ^_^
~ Breezy
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