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Indigo Birdsong

October 8, 2021
By Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
Lydiaq ELITE, Somonauk, Illinois
129 articles 33 photos 956 comments

Favorite Quote:
Love, because you can’t love your way out of the lunatic asylum, but it makes it more fun to be a lunatic.

Little star dreams in the trees laden with hard green fruit

Paint faded porch steps and cool fan air

Little shadow of me grows longer by night—

There’s a bird singing in the indigo

When bridges and towers are tumbling down

When fire rips and snakes of smoke sparks fly upwards.

There’s a bird singing in the indigo

Softer than a prayer, stronger than a lullaby

When the invisible germ ravages cities

When the children’s faces have nowhere to hide.

I believe

A bird sings in the indigo


Not hope—

A bird

Paints our souls indigo

Leaving us all beautiful nights

To hide inside.

Bird in the indigo,

Night inside us.


The author's comments:

I wrote this one August night while sitting alone on the porch steps. I can't exactly say what indigio birdsong is, just that it sounds lovely and lonely.

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on Oct. 27 2021 at 2:59 pm
Ela2611 PLATINUM, Vancouver, Columbia
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Favorite Quote:
Give the ones you love , the wings to fly roots to come by and reasons to stay …….

This is a really beautiful poem Lydiaq !
Well done 👍.
Admire your flow of thoughts ……..

on Oct. 17 2021 at 1:05 pm
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
196 articles 22 photos 1038 comments

Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

oh pretty!