Tired, Tired is my Soul

 

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Tired, Tired is my soul
No dream or goal
Although the sky is bright
The little cloud pure white
The sun is warm
This autumn morn

Wake up, wake up
The magpie sings
Come on, I’ll cheer you up
Take a ride on my wings

Tired, tired is my soul
To the magpie I reply
I’d rather follow the mole
Into his darkest hole

*

I found this poem on a tiny notepad piece of paper, which tells me I must have written it at the kitchen table, perhaps after breakfast when I usually feel tired and lethargic. I must have been depressed too.

© 2014 Irina Dimitric

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About irinadim

Kookaburra sweet, you neither chirp nor tweet. Your laughter is much like mine, my cackle is much like thine. We are two sister souls, one clad in feathers, the other in clothes. ~ Irina ~ I’m a budding blogger. Poetry and photography are my newest passions, living in perfect harmony inspiring each other. I like both free verse and form poetry and am quite proud to let you know that I am the creator of a new form named ‘tercetonine’. Blog Name: Irina's Poetry Corner Blog URL: http://irinadim.com
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15 Responses to Tired, Tired is my Soul

  1. slpsharon says:

    When I feel weary
    And am blue
    I look to the mountains
    And bathe in the sunshine
    When the rain
    Falls on my heart
    I return to the forest
    That my childhood knew
    For those things ease my pain
    Even if they are but dream

    Sharon Pribble

  2. terramere says:

    Both lovely poems Irina and Sharon!

  3. Andrea says:

    BEAUTIFUL BIRDS…..SINCERELY ANDREA:))

  4. pambrittain says:

    I ditto Jan. Sale, but lovely.

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  6. Aquileana says:

    Wow beautiful Irina… The last stanza stands out!…

    Thansk for sharing. Hugs,

    Aquileana 😀

  7. I am a true believer that creativity is often born out of sadness. This one is beautiful, Irina. 🙂

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