Ursa Hail Hank Poem by Kim Barney
Ursa Hail Hank
You and Me could have a Pristine Love
If You Walk In the Dark
Like a Lost Child.
You have A Gentle Touch
and A Poet's Heart.
Love Is Just a Teardrop.
In Time, Let There Be a Rose Garden
with A Lonely Walkway, A Beauty Unseen,
A Bit of a Fantasy
where A Humble Reward
is A Long Wet Kiss, Forbidden Fruit,
playing Hide and Seek
with a Damsel in the Cloud.
Oh, forgive my rambling,
I've done it since my youth;
it's A Poet's Dilemma With Truth.
I've Lost My Way, been like this for weeks,
And Softly Silence Speaks…
2) the loveliest poem, excellently worded, which I enjoyed tremendously your melody captured my inside heart, dear Kim, till up the brim
The voice of silence is soft and sweet, it is the most heard words. Very true and 5 *s for the beautiful poem, it's rhyme and magical choice of words phrases and images. But sorry, I could not solve the riddle.
Thanks to poet Bharati Nayak for drawing my attention to this poem. I myself wouldn't have been able to solve the riddle, but for her intelligent hints.
Thank you, dear poet Kim, for writing this wondeful poem taking lines from some of my poems and some from their titles. I am honoured, my poems have been honoured; thank you.
You are welcome, Khairul. I have not logged in much lately and didn't realize until now that you had seen this. I think there are still one or two that haven't been solved yet.
I was trying to solve the riddle for quite sometime and amazed to find the poet.The titles of poems looked familiar.A marvelous write for a wonderful poet friend from Bangladesh.Five star to the poem.
Congratulations, Bharati. It's okay to reveal his name. Nobody else seems to be able to solve it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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7/26/2025 12:09:40 PM # 1.0.0
1) Oft silence speaks surrendering sweetest tones, it sounds touching till within the bones, mingled with cheers and tears, be warned, it seldom disappears,