Poetic Wings

Lilting soaring skylark June,

Using word to paint a tune

Spreading wings and taking flight.

Through rainbow clouds of sweet delight

Glide through valley, hill and dales,

Of scarlet poppy shaded trails

Words stream forth with ease,

And scatter soft like falling leaves

Cascade from tong with lilting throng

Colourful noise split by silent poise

Word carried gentle on the breeze,

To settle on the ear with ease

Subtle fluttered prose gives raise,

To shout out loud to azure skies

To fly aloft and glory ring,

Of thought in flight now word to sing

Splashed in colour taste and scent,

Declaring all as heaven sent

Words are things and thought is motion,

Life the raft, on Beings Ocean

Lilting soaring skylark June,

Using word to paint a tune

 Spreading wings and taking flight.

Through rainbow clouds of sweet delight

I see star spangled melodies

In garlands of celestial splendour

I am the composer, the receiver,

And the sender.....