The Morning Dove

Poem

Like A Dove

Like a dove I’ll be able

To soar the clouds, way above

With my wings spread out

The soft calls from them drawn out

Sounds like laments through the sky.

Graceful, slender- tailed and there small heads.

Makes them admirable, delicate.

When they about to take flight,

Their wings make a sharp whistling.

As to say, “Here I go, up above the heavens.”

Like a dove I want to fly

Way up the open blue sky.

Like A Dove, that’s what I want to be, free.

Copyright C Davids 19/04/2011

National Poetry Month Day 18, Poetic Asides , For today's prompt, take the phrase "Like (blank)," replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title to your poem, and write your poem.

also for my entry to Ting's TT#5