This Poem was Submitted By: James C. Horak On Date: 2007-04-25 08:40:40 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Borne of May

Slightly slumbering mocking bird    harping song in unstilled note. Morning light to dress  tree tops,    growth each thing's new coat.  Spring storms, their hail and rain    uninvited now but soon again In summer's like strumpet heat    missed to cool each boiling street.  Midday tells me what's just ahead,    you cannot work that you not dread Though in the night upon my bed    life is dearer in day's stead. 

Copyright © April 2007 James C. Horak


This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2007-05-05 21:40:33
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.64286
I like the thoughts and images projected with this one poet........I can see and hear the mocking bird as he sings his morning song and to witness the early morning sun as it touches the tree tops is often a beautiful sight even here in Tully. Indeed spring's storms can rattle my cage but those on a rather hot summer night shake the ground even harder. Rain is rain no matter when it falls and the light show and drum roll I can often do without yet the images you presented with this one is amazing too. You certainly are a gifted writer and I am certain your work will tell you just how much as the month comes to a close. Thanks and God Bless, Claire


This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2007-05-02 01:59:35
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.81818
JCH, [You cannot work at what you dread....'] It almost seems like you worked so much, you missed out on the relaxing. This doesn't appear what I believe you to be like. A vibrant involed, growing, experiencing everything, vitally exciting fellow. Defeated by almost nothing, a person to admire. It seems you enjoy your rest at days end. Me thinks you work too hard, but something drives you on....... Just guessing! dellena
This Poem was Critiqued By: Terry A On Date: 2007-04-28 12:23:55
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.60000
This poem has a rhythm to the reading that is quite delightful. And the rhyming contributes to it. Mockingbird and harping- both represent a far more nefarious "influence", then the simple nuances of a changing season. In the line - I keep seeing "mist" instead of "missed" Strumpet is an archaic word, and quite strangely attached to the end lines of your poem, not so much personifying summer. The line, 'you cannot work that you not dread' is confusing, when first read I felt a word was missing. You poetry is complex, and I find difficult to critique; but so deserving of thought and appreciation. Terry
This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2007-04-25 12:21:20
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.53846
Hi James....you know you can win my heart with a nature poem! You have some phrases that really speak to me. Slightly slumbering moscking bird harping song in ustilled note....these are great opening lines as they hook the reader from the get go. "strumpet heat"....new and fresh! "Though in the night upon my bed live is dearer in day's stead"......excellent ending to a lovely poem. You have a very nice soft side that you show us occasionaly! Marilyn
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