Cold golden evening offers a state of lasting repose.
Nearby creek converses with my nameless torment.
One meadowlark high in clannish family of willows
intones language staccato. I wish to dispose,
release distress from sunken breast, to vent
with evening, offering a state of lasting repose.
Trembling tempo of lark’s canto gently slows
from presto to wizened lento. A blessed event.
Lone meadowlark song in high willows
continues, reveals that each moment flows
as long as a lifetime. Bird gifts me an ascent.
Cool golden evening offers a state of lasting repose
all the while lone meadowlark transforms my woes
builds gleaming towers of melodies—a present
bursting of poetry and Shakespearean prose.
I steal her voice, propose to deep sorrows,
sweep away, dear pain. I have no need of discontent.
Take flight, the time is right. Evening air gently blows.
Meadowlark lifts from clannish family of willows.
Marianne Lyon has been a music teacher for 43 years. After teaching in Hong Kong, she returned to the Napa Valley and has been published in various literary magazines and reviews including Ravens Perch, TWJM Magazine, Earth Daughters and Indiana Voice Journal. She was nominated for the Pushcart prize in 2017. She is a member of the California Writers Club and an Adjunct Professor at Touro University in California.
