‘Nightingale Song’ by Heather Johnson The Society January 19, 2015 Beauty, Poetry 2 Comments The nightingale flutters on its wings And lighting on a branch he sings Voices the song of his spirit Brings joy to all that hear it With pen and paper in my hand I listen to my heart’s command I hope that someday I can be Like the nightingale flying free Featured Image: Photograph from Natureconservationimaging.com. Related Post ‘The Oddity’ and Other Poetry by Mark Stevick The Oddity My pen and me set off to sea but washed up feeing useless; the cadent swell invoked a spell and story of Odysseus. While... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 2 Responses Dana Blake January 22, 2015 Dear Heather, You made my day with my poem. It brightens up my day, and I needed that after my computer broke down earlier this week. Reply Martin Elster January 24, 2015 Beautiful, Heather! It brings to mind Joyce Kilmer’s “Trees,” partly because of the tetrameter couplets, and especially the “e” rhyme at the end. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.