Miracle of Morning ~ Amanda Gorman

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Amanda Gorman, “Miracle of Morning”, Black History Month, Poetry

Literary Lines ~ Women’s History Month

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”Ode To Fearless Women”, Literary Lines, Nikita Gill, Poetry, Women's History Month

Literary Lines ~ Black History Month

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Black History Month, Caged Bird, Literary Lines, Maya Angelou, Poetry, Shaker Why Don’t You Sing?

Photograph courtesy of https://fragglerocks.smugmug.com

Caged Bird

A free bird leaps

on the back of the wind

and floats downstream

till the current ends

and dips his wing

in the orange sun rays

and dares to claim the sky.

But a bird that stalks

down his narrow cage

can seldom see through

his bars of rage

his wings are clipped and

his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

 

 

The caged bird sings

with a fearful trill

of things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom.

 

The free bird thinks of another breeze

and the trade winds soft through the sighing trees

and the fat worms waiting on a dawn bright lawn

and he names the sky his own.

 

But a caged bird stands on a grave of dreams

his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream

his wings are clipped and his feet are tied

so he opens his throat to sing.

 

 

The caged bird sings

with a fearful trill

of things unknown

but longed for still

and his tune is heard

on the distant hill

for the caged bird

sings of freedom.

Literary Lines

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”Spinster”, Google Doodle, Literary Lines, Poetry, Sophie Diao, Sylvia Plath

Today’s Google Doodle honors acclaimed yet tortured writer Sylvia Plath, who if she had lived, would have turned 87 years-old today. Plath battled severe depression before tragically taking her own life in 1963. The stunning artwork by Sophie Diao is a reference to Plath’s 1956 poem Spinster.

Lovely Literary Lines

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Emily Dickinson, Hope, Hummingbirds, Inspirational quotes, Poetry

Hope is the thing with feathers

that perches in the soul – and

sings the tunes without the

words – and never stops at all.

~ Emily Dickinson ~