I have so much material for crying poems, lol! This one is about my young friend Denali, who is a beautiful singer and has made me tear up a few times this past week in a couple gigs of hers that I've attended. Both times, she started with a kind of low-key Blackbird and then moved into a dazzling rendition of Fields of Gold. Also, she i…
I have so much material for crying poems, lol! This one is about my young friend Denali, who is a beautiful singer and has made me tear up a few times this past week in a couple gigs of hers that I've attended. Both times, she started with a kind of low-key Blackbird and then moved into a dazzling rendition of Fields of Gold. Also, she is fledging and moving over the mountains, so more tears for that.
This is absolutely beautiful, Rebekah! What a wonderful tribute and poem/song for Denali, and her lovely blending of two classic songs. I’d like to hear her sing this!
I have so much material for crying poems, lol! This one is about my young friend Denali, who is a beautiful singer and has made me tear up a few times this past week in a couple gigs of hers that I've attended. Both times, she started with a kind of low-key Blackbird and then moved into a dazzling rendition of Fields of Gold. Also, she is fledging and moving over the mountains, so more tears for that.
.
Baby blackbird
tests her range,
conscious of the flock
and curling around
the safety of
low notes,
.
until August
turns around and
in that slip,
the barley is gold
and the baby
is gone.
This is such a lovely tribute to Denali! I love how spare but evocative the words are. I'm kinda wanting a song to be born from this!
I would have loved to have heard that! What a nice way to honor your friend!
This is absolutely beautiful, Rebekah! What a wonderful tribute and poem/song for Denali, and her lovely blending of two classic songs. I’d like to hear her sing this!