Noise to the Heart

Baby laughs

Evolving into toddler cackles

Raising spirits

Like the melody of birdsong

Found in the deepest wood

Where cascading water

Pelts the stones below

In a mesmerizing symphony

Reminiscent of an orchestra

With a violin solo

That grips the heart

And controls its endless beats

(Entry into Poem A Day for April.  Just started with a random noise and followed the images in my head for this one.)

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About Charles Yallowitz

Charles E. Yallowitz was born, raised, and educated in New York. Then he spent a few years in Florida, realized his fear of alligators, and moved back to the Empire State. When he isn't working hard on his epic fantasy stories, Charles can be found cooking or going on whatever adventure his son has planned for the day. 'Legends of Windemere' is his first series, but it certainly won't be his last.
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  2. Ry Summers's avatar Sahm King says:

    Very lovely take, Charles.

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  5. Ryan M. Church's avatar beatniksifu says:

    Reblogged this on . . . We All Are The Universe..

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