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Contributed by spike on Monday, 25th November 2019 @ 11:49:57 AM in AEST
Topic: poets

I never knew the call of the chat
could sound so beautiful;
or the lonely loon could frame a tune,
that proved so bountiful.

the larkís sharp cry or evening trill
align with the song of the whippoorwill;
the ravenís caw a scathing claw,
that opened me from heart to maw.

the lyrebird, mimic king
taught my soul how to sing;
showed me almost everything
could be copied to perfection:
but I had my own direction.

perched on a fence with sun aglow,
the robinís chirp
and the roosterís crow, were
messages that I had to go
and find my voice in ways I know.

this, a dedication to the birds
who taught me how to sing with words;
and build those nests of verse and rhyme,
to nurture babies till their time.

Copyright © spike ... [ 2019-11-25 11:49:57]
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Re: Birdsong (User Rating: 1 )
by Deidra_Carmichael on Tuesday, 26th November 2019 @ 03:39:07 AM AEST
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Wow, so beautiful and inspirational! I find it a cool coincidence that I wrote a poem concerning birds today and stumbled upon yours. Great work. An eleoquently embedded message that came across so well,


Re: Birdsong (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th November 2019 @ 08:27:21 AM AEST
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This is quite impressive, Spike.

"the birds who taught me how to sing with words"

..and wow, indeed they did.

Re: Birdsong (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Tuesday, 26th November 2019 @ 04:24:36 PM AEST
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Spike, what a pleasure to read another one of your perfectly executed poems! I feel like I walked away with some bird knowledge and you have a knack for unique symbolism.
Hard to read this without bursting into smile and feeling lucky to still have a ypdc long timer like you around. Well done.


Re: Birdsong (User Rating: 1 )
by pooper on Monday, 20th September 2021 @ 04:56:29 AM AEST
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This is a quite descriptive piece and sounds like our backyard.

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