The Lark No Longer Sings

Looking to see what gave this poem a red skull for which I originally made it unpublished, I decided that having two amazon ads was perhaps too much for HP to tolerate. I have eliminated any ads and am republishing it in part to honor the favorable comments it received three years ago.

I am heartened by the fact that its original HP score of 49 is now 58 (only one point less than the 59 Hubber score I noted for a new Hubber with no Hubs and no Followers!)

If there is another Violation, perhaps another more knowledgeable Hubber will point it out to me and then I can clean up some other red skull Hubs I have unpublished.

Here I am 5 months later (9/22/12) with a Hub which has been read 1,580 times, and a Views count over 24,000 mostly from fellow Hubbers like yorself. This particular Hub had 103 Views and 19 comments (other than mine) and the grand "Score" of 49! I prefer to think that Hubbers know more about poetry than do HP algorithms.

Genna East: Yours is high praise, coming as it does from an accomplished Hubber. Thanks indeed.

raciniwa: Will we ever get a "golden Hub" like the one I read about that was read "1,000" times? We can hope so, but right now it seems unlikely. You will make the 10,000. It took me 28 days from 8,000 to reach 10,000, so there is a benchmark for you to shoot for. Thanks for the help you gave me by reading mine.

thebluestar: Beautiful music, from any source, is a blessing, as are the special talents of fine musicians, gifted speakers and singers, the well chosen words of writers and poets, and all the sounds we sometimes take for granted. George Gershwin made beautiful music out of the noises of busy streets. We humans, all and each of us, make our own music in our cryings. sobs, cheers, and laughter.

BlossomSB: It seems birds are special except when too many are sucked into an airliner's jet engine! The literal clouds of starlings originated when 250 were brought to New York "...so that America can have every bird spoken of in Shakespear's writings." Covetousness always his its price to pay. Every sparrow...every starling?

I have written humorously here on HubPages about what Heaven could be like in several Hubs which have that in their titles, but other than the paving of the streets, and that there are many mansions, I don't recall many other descriptive hints on what it is really like. Let's hope a theological view some share that there are no pets in Heaven is wrong, and that if there are we all have room in our mansions for them all! Now is the time to prepare. What will be...will be.

cherylone: Share and share a "like". ;o)

sallieannluvslife: If the "chuck will's widow" song sounds like repetitions of "Whip poor Will!" it is the same bird we call by those words, namely the whippoorwill which is a night bird more common to the easter USA and Canada, but related to a European bird call the nightjar. The call is a fist high note, a lower middle note, and an even higher third note. I hope there are birds in heaven, don't you? Thanks for one of the first five votes of beautiful for this Hub.

marcoujor: I think that, for this generation(s?) Dick Clark will be more favorably remembered than recent presidents who lived their public lives when Dick did. 82 is a long life, even by today's standards. He had a full life, a successful life, and spent much of it making other people happy. One of my relatives who is a DJ said "Heaven has a new MC!" How right he is, and how ironic that his passing added some relevance to my Hub.

wetnosedogs: The photo praise goes to my sister Mary, but I will see that she hears it added to the experience you had with this Hub.

flashmakeit: Your "absolutely beautiful" comment is frosting on the cake. Thanks again.

b. Malin: Hopefully so. The thought raises the question "Who do we write for?" There are probably almost as many answers to that question as there are Hubbers on HubPages. I notebook mine and hope that one day one or more of my grandchildren might see something in them that I put there.

Angelo52: You are welcome. That could make a beautiful title or honorific: "Poetry Weaver" and there is so much truth to the idea that poets weave their words, just as weavers weave their threads. I like it. Thanks.

mary615: Strangely enough, so much so that we have started keeping a record, wishing can make it so. Perhaps it will turn into a Hub later, but it is uncanny enough to make it remarkable. If this poem made you wish to write poetry again, I think it will happen. Just don't work to prove me wrong.

Gypsy Rose Lee: Thanks for the kudos. To the extent that writers and poets create such quality that their writings and poems live on, you are right. Sadly, except possibly in the hereafter, the flood of such "intellectual property" will have most looking like small bubbles in a rushing stream. Just as life is not mere existence, the living on of those writings has to be active to count. I forget the exact quote, but it goes something like "The writing hand writes and moves on."

writer20: We have a tall, gorgeous blue spruce outside our bedroom window which is the home and resting place of a variety of birds which are all singing springtime songs each morning we enjoy. Yes, the comments have hit 10,100, but I have a wonderful Hub everyone could benefit from reading and it has had only 23 reads and no comments in over 150 days! I think we need a Forum thread for listing underead/underappreciated quality Hubs. What do you think?

Deborah Brooks: I'm glad you found this to your liking. Thanks for the "Share" on facebook.