Wise old birds don't fly so fast ~~ a Saturday poem
"No one is free, not even the birds.
They are chained to the sky."
Bob Dylan
The winds are blowing, the birds are going
They're gliding southward, to places unheard
"V" formation rule, older birds up front
They've been north before, strong with expertise
Wise old birds don't fly so fast, they cannot
But they know each and every farm they pass
The creeks and watering holes, supper worms
And when they tire, they move back, next one's turn
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Photo and Poem copyright, © 2016 Jimmiehov, All rights reserved
Bob Dylan photo, below, from the Houston Chronicle, 10/14/2016
I might like him to sing my poem this morning.
My other Migration poem (link)
Today I'm linked with Hanah at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Transforming with Nature's Wonders; http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/10/transforming-with-natures-wonders.html
I'm also linked to Tuesday Morning Platform, a re-run for Toads, Guests, and Fans:
http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2016/10/the-tuesday-platform_18.html
Please come get your award, Mr. Dylan. All America is waiting, the whole world is.
Thank you, we love you and your music, every song is a poem.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2016/10/17/nobel-prize-committee-gives-up-trying-to-contact-bob-dylan/
Labels: Birds, Personal-Challenge-2016, Poem, Real Toads, Syllabic Form
posted by Jim @ 10/14/2016 08:14:00 PM
12 comments
12 Comments:
Oh I do love this... what a wise poem. We need to help each others like the birds do.
I love the wisdom this conveys Jim! Just beautiful!!
I also love the wisdom in this. Great post, Jim, thank you so much for sharing. And birds, as well as other animals can teach us a great deal...if we allow them to.
This is such a heartwarming write, Jim ❤️ especially adore "Wise old birds don't fly so fast, they cannot but they know each and every farm they pass" Beautifully penned. Thank you for your kind comment on my poem.. its good to see you too ❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
Cool. I really like this, Jim. Not often I stop and think about the travels of the birds, their distance.
We'll see if Bob D. acknowledges his Nobel! I think his (lack of) response is perfect. :)
Love the wisdom of those old birds.
I love the Bob Dylan quote, and how the birds are going to places unheard of :-) I wonder if they bring stories when they return.
This was exquisite, and not just because I've a lifelong fascination with birds.
The passing of the baton to the next generation.... very nice, Jim
I do love watching the flight of birds, their patterns are mesmerizing -- their songs endlessly inspiring. :-) Lovely poem.
I am one of the old birds...I fly slower, but I carry the weight of lessons learned.
I love the way birds fly in "V" formation. Thank you, for writing, Jim!
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