Nightingale Jenny Lind, and the Mechanical Heart
©17-DEC-2018, Olan L. Smith
Oh Jenny Lind, your golden voice
Heals my misery, restores my health,
And bathes my soul. Arise, come to me
Upon the wings of the nightingale,
Sing to me before I leave this domain.
Touch the porcelain palace of my realm,
Let your voice be heard again in my court!
My realm is fragile, it needs your beauty
In a vacuum of absence. I will perish if I
Do not hear your words, sing from
Tree-to-tree; from the sea to the dome
Of sky, and down to my inland heart;
It aches for your music; fly precious bird,
Return to me, heal my mechanical heart.
(A.N. This poem is based on the fairy-tale by Hans Christian Andersen and perhaps his tale was influenced inspired by Keats' "Ode to a Nightingale." Jenny Lind is the golden voice of his time, it is rumored Hans was in love with her, a woman he could not have or possess, and he wrote his fairy-tale about his unrequited love. Dedicated to @Nyterides whose rewrite of The Nightingale fairy-tale inspired this poem.)
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