Sunday, April 13, 2008

Canto For A Cuckoo




Once upon a springtime came

A pretty bird made of flame

I opened both my heart and nest

I loved its song, I loved its breast


It stayed a while and lit up May

It warmed my heart, I bade it stay

I loved it well, I loved it best


But when the flame bird goes

The ashes blow

From east to west


That's the rest.

3 comments:

Cynthia said...

sweet.

Fireblossom said...

Thanks, Cynthia :-)

flipside records said...

This is my favorite: "It stayed a while and lit up May" ... The phoenix-girl is a lovely subject for a poem.