Poem Writing In Style Of
Michael Ondaatje
(Inspired by "Sweet Like A Crow)
(P.S. the poem would be better if my parents can stop telling me to go to sleep at 9 p.m......)
The Perfect Note Of A Violin
Your voice is like
the
snow
from the top of Rocky Mountain, clean and pure
like a silver wind
bell swinging in the early spring wind
like a violin
hitting a high pitched note
like a Facebook
message, like greetings from a long lost friend, like a smile on a little boy’s face.
A breeze on a summer’s evening
a rain, washing
off the heat of the day
an ocean wider
than my eyes can see.
Like Taylor Swift singing
“Speak Now”
like a shade under a
willow tree
like the sweet
crispy donuts from Play Land
a nightingale teaching
her nestlings to sing,
waking me up at 4 a.m.
Like the Polaris shining
in the starry night
like matches
lighted in a dark room
a famous piece
performed by a band, like a whisper recognized by a snow-white owl, like a walk on the ice capes in the North
Pole,
the boat drifting on
the calm cerulean sea,
a peacock showing off its flamboyant
tail,
the fireflies in a tranquil
country field.
Like a solider
returning home
like faded pictures in an
old album
like a dream coming
true,
like a child
looking for an answer that
he will never find,
like the extra chocolate toppings on an ice-cream ,
like 8 As on my
report card
like 2 ways at a crossroad
like the sound I
heard when you say my name
and a story that will
never end.
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