She Sang

[gwydion]

She Sang Gwydion

She sang of the earth, she sang of the sea
She sang of the pure clear air
She sang of the Lord, she sang of the child
She sang of the Lady fair

She sang from beyond the Hollow Hills
She sang the song of the free
She sang and she sang, and oh how she sang
For this was the land of the Sidhe

She sang of the creatures of land and sea
She sang of the birds of the sky
She sang and she sang and oh how she sang
She sang of the when and the why

She sang of a coming, she sang of a going
She sang of a joyous return
She sang of the fields, the flowers and trees
She sang of the fires that burn

She sang of the dusk and through the night
She sang of the brightening dawn
She sang of the past, and she sang of the now
She sang of the yet unborn

She sang of the tribe, the kith and the kin
She sang of lore and respect
She sang of the stories the legends and tales
She sang so we wouldn’t forget

A circle she sang, a spiral she sang
Of birth and death and rebirth
She sang and she sang and oh how she sang
For she was our Mother Earth.

[Cathy]

Now I know you have talent, I could read this sort of stuff all night.
Please, please keep creating things like this because it gives others inspiration.

[gwydion]

What a lovely compliment - thank you

Gwydion

[Paula]

Oh I like this one, Gwydion.

[Gordon]

Perfection my friend, just perfection!

[Crystal]

I am not that creative (although others say I am )
In this case, there appears every sentence begins with "She Sang" which appears to go against what I was taught years ago at school.
Saying that, I do know about the poetic licence, and in this case, it works well.
Although it appears simplistic, I find in complicated but definitely understandable.
It was a very enjoyable read and provides a certain comfort, well done to the OP for creating something like this.

[gwydion]

Thank you for your comments.

Repetition in a variety of forms is a well known and regularly used poetic device.
I wrote 'She Sang' several years ago but only last year I attended a workshop, by a local, but well-published and popular, performance poet, where he gave the attendees an exercise in the use of repetition - sadly he passed on a little while ago - a loss to us all.

Poetry is an art form like any other and is subjective - it can never be objective.

In many forms of art there may be quoted rules - which are then regularly broken without any seeming loss of the quality- an example is in music where in Bach's era there were about 40 rules on how to write a fugue - Bach wrote the wonderful 'Art of the Fugue' and purposely broke every one.

You say you are not creative - if your friends insist you are - trust them - write, don't learn rules unless you really want to write a poem in a particular style like a Villanelle or a Sonnet- but do PLEASE write - I would like to read your offerings

[Paula]

I certainly agree with gwydion.
Whatever creation, whether it be pictures or the written word, it's worthwhile getting it out there for others to see and digest.
Granted, it may not please everyone, but if only one other person likes it, you have made a connection of sorts.

[Crystal]

I wasn't criticising, far from it, it's one of the best things I have read in a few weeks.
Actually, you know what, I might just do a poem of my own but like everything else I will take my time with it but I will give it a go.

[gwydion]

I realise you weren't criticising Crystal - I was very flattered by your post - but please have a go - Here is a silly little verse I wrote which may seem appropriate

Do they need a rhyme
Do they need a reason
Do they have a time
Do they have a season
If the words have a rhythm
And the lines touch your heart
Its a poem