EARLY MORNING REVERIE
Window
open
admitting
morning sounds.
Light
rushes...
filling
space around me.
Hear!
With
what tenderness
singing
tenors warble
--knew
how to tweet
even
before our meet with
tottering,
twittering.
See!
No
female sopranos
in
the choir, please.
Hum
along if you must--
only
in foreign places can she and he
sing
duet, while squeezing
one
another in
lovely,
loving
bird-hug.
What?
What?
But—WHOA!
Are they preparing
to
journey afar?
Traveling
light as they do
no
baggage fee
nor
scrutiny?
Wait for ME!
Just fly away
Just fly away
and
fly me, too...
we
sing as trio
My-O-Mio—(grin!)
Fly
me, fly me...
fly
we to the moon.
Steveroni
3/9/12
WHY
BIRDS SING
In
North America, we hear mostly males singing,
because
they typically take the lead in
defending
territories and attracting mates.
However,
especially in the tropics,
some
species sing duets involving
both
the male and female.
(And
I always thought they were
singing
praises to their God—grin!)
its pretty cool that the birds sing together....
ReplyDeletei have always wanted to fly like a bird...
their songs make me think spring might be here for good soon enough...
i hope you have a great weekend steve!
Is there any better sound? Birds singing up here means spring is on it's way!
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend!
I love to hear birds singing... no matter what the reason is, yes like you I believe they are singing songs of praise to their Creator!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the coming spring season, Steve!
Blessings,
Lidia
spring has arrived :).
ReplyDelete"(And I always thought they were
ReplyDeletesinging praises to their God—grin!)"
And very likely they are, Steve. They sing because that was what was put in their heart. Kinda like you play violin...Brian writes poetry...I take pictures...birds sing. Happy Friday!
MAGPIE, you always know just what to comment...and succinctly!
ReplyDeleteIZDIHER, yup, Spring! With light, sound, and freshness filling the space of awakening!
LIDIA, your visit here is always welcomed and appreciated--and you KNOW that! Blessings flowing both ways!
JEREMY, it is good for me to see you. I'll be around soon. Breathe the freshness, enjoy these sounds!
Many days in the past I was unaware of the seasons--or of time!
BRIAN! Yep. As you know, the weekend is ours to enjoy, Mr Writer Extraordinaire!
PEACE!
those early morning songs are synonymous with spring (and summer), aren't they. what a way to wake up!
ReplyDeleteAnd they always sing together.
ReplyDeleteI join them.
We sing together.
When I hike.
that beautiful sound deserves a poem, doubtless!!
ReplyDeleteSHADOW! WELCOME! I am so full of self-world...did not acknowledge that half the world is NOT entering spring.
ReplyDeleteForgive me, please. In our news, SO little is ever mentioned of where you live--maybe if your country struck oil?--grin!
Steve
xo
RAINFELD161, a hiker you may be, and certainly see, so much more than me. All that's between, from shore to shore. LOVE it, friend!
ANNE FRANK, even a glistening green blade of grass deserves a poem, maybe "ODE TO A BLADE"?? (Thanks for being here, Anne.)
I immediately heard the sounds of "Reverie" by Claude Debussy when I read this post! :) One of my favorite piano solos. But birds are ok too, lol!
ReplyDeletehi steve, this is lovely as always, you seem to write so much now... it's nice for your readers ;)
ReplyDeleteOK, it's embarrassing but here's the new and last new blog address : musings on country living dot wordpress dot com ... no links just in case of whatever... it's nice but lonely right now.... as always, new things... being what they are....new. xxx
Your poem was a bird song, a beautiful poem song.
ReplyDelete:) I do still believe they sing to their God, the one who provides mate and food and nest.
ReplyDeleteNothing like the chorus of birds
ReplyDeleteand they have a pretty good range.
Just love the hope found in your
beginning- thanks!
OH IZZY, I've got more than hope. Confidence in Faith, that all is as it should be, at every moment of every day. Bless you for being here!
ReplyDeleteYes, Jessie, that is the feeling I get also, they DO sing praising God. I was being facetious with that final (grinning) remark!
QUIRINA! Why, thank you Q. And welcome here. I need to see what you are posting these days.
LINDA, I'll change that link now. Thanks for coming by, girl, and for the compliment--I like those, grin!!
I guess everyone's friskier in the tropics!
ReplyDeleteLove the poem. Thanks for sharing!
...beautiful ...! Thank you Steve!
ReplyDeleteI hear ... the duet ... to the glory of God!
I love this poem. So light and springy....reminds me of the calling of mockingbirds that i hear so much of right now in the NE. Spring has sprung early this year and it's such a joy to hear the birds are happy, too.
ReplyDeleteAs for coffee.....if I lived in Naples, FL, I'd consider it. :) That was a funny/cute comment you left on my poem. Would love your take on the 3-4 pieces I wrote below it.
K