another Poem for Tuesday
Early in the morning
Early in the morning I awoke
Couldn't sleep so I got up to write
No poems today it's way too cold
Hush, the birds, they are singing their songs
Early this morning listen closely
You'll hear their song they're chirping away
About their neighbors about their friends
About their babies you may be next
Listen closely to their happy song
Hum their tune--write it down--your day's rhyme
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- Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2018, All Rights Reserved
- I'm linked with Sanaa Rizvi in the Imaginary Garden at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2018/12/the-tuesday-platform_11.html?m=1
- I took this petty picture for the birds in the tree. In my picture I noticed there wasn't a cloud one in our beautiful Texas Sky. We were walking back on the trail between our neighborhood and the next when I saw the birds in this tree.
Note the little Chickadee on the right, not sitting with the Black Birds. When I got close enough to get a good picture, all of the birds except this little one flew off. After they were gone, the Chickadee jumped up, branch by branch, until he was on top.
I think he was laughing at the scaredy-cat Black Birds.
Labels: Birds, Poem, Songs, Tuesday Platform
12 Comments:
I love listening to the birds singing their songs. They are quiet this morning but then again it is 19F and a foot of snow on the ground
I can hear their sweet song through your beautiful poem Jim! So lovely!!
Birdsong is one of the best things about morning. I loved this, Jim.
It's too cold for the songbirds to sing, at the moment, as the temperature fights to reach 0 C in Toronto. Instead, your poem takes me back to April and May, as the birds sing their mating song outside my apartment window, on the trees and bushes. A kinder, warmer time of the year. Thank you, for this reminder that winter will be over by April, with the ability to see life, with a newer fresh lense.
Yup! Sounds like a plan. Better than listening to awful news on the telly!
Oh, what a delight! And lovely use of repetition.
This is a wonderful poem, I love how you seen to grow with the bird song... one of your best.
Aww, this is nice! I like how you got inspired by the birds, even after thinking there was nothing to write about.
Ah, the bird song can lead to this poetic reverie more than anything else. This is wonderfully penned, with the rhyme of their chirping and talking being a part of your own writing.
Liked your poem inspired by bird songs.
The best poems can express deep things in simple words! Your poem is a window into poets' mind - what we all go through - how we are inspired by nature and things that surround us and what we see, hear or feel in our everyday life.
Kudos!
Listen closely to their happy song
Hum their tune--write it down--your day's rhyme
Bird songs can be most motivating cooing endlessly in orchestration among many.One can feel the warmth as much in this outing Dr Jim!
Hank
I do love the sounds of the birds in the morning. This is delightful.
Teresa
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