March 8, 2010 by Bilbo
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I hear songs in the wind,
As if all of the forest was reaching out
To talk to me.
Pausing, I stop awhile and listen.
The song is good.
Beneath my feet soft pine needles,
I paw the ground for more
So sweet the smell.
This, is where I sing.
And the song is good.
Lie back now on soft earth,
Listen with eyes closed to the land
Seeping into me.
Sound, smell and touch.
This is the song within me.
Bilbo
perhaps you can ask jb to use part of his site for your poetry or hums can make you your own.
Snuffy Norton - Bearmani 700 days ago
wow Bilbo - what a beautiful poem :-))
Ted Bear 700 days ago
Oh Bilbo, what a wonderful poem! We think you're as talented as JB. You both are real poets and we LOVE all your poems so much!
Thank you for sharing them with us.
Your poetry even brings tears into our eyes... as the words touch us so very deeply.
yours Burnie & Greg & humans xoxoxo
Gregory B. 698 days ago
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Thank you ever so much. Dis poem has made my heart soar into da clouds and wish for more words to say thank you.
Bubbles 701 days ago