Listen

by Yankee4youSt. Albans, Vermont, USA

May 2012 849 Views 8 comments

Listen

Don't you know
that song
transcending over time
through portholes
generations ago
well travelled
A bird's love song
cascading its shrill siren
travels over a still
morning meadow
to awaken my soul...

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Posted: May 2012

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At the crack of dawn.........

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Comments (8)

Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoMay 7, 2012

Theres nothing like fresh morning melodies at the peaking of the dawn,especially birds who rapture the air in sweetness

M.M

kickit22auburn, Washington USAMay 7, 2012

my favorite part of the day/week is on a sunday morning when the birds are singing the sun is warm not too hot with just a slight breeze. wish i could go back in time haven't enjoyed a day like that for while...]

kickit.

elo69santa cruz, California USAMay 7, 2012

got to be my favorite poem of yours....it is perfect Yankee. .....elo...

CloudySkyMoreno Valley, California USAMay 7, 2012

Very nice, Yankee. Wonder if the songs of the birds are carried on as traditions of man are.... This was a nice piece of poetry.

LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKMay 8, 2012

Wonderful poem Yankee :-)
Thanks for sharing

OndosSydney, New South Wales AustraliaMay 8, 2012

oh Yes. Beautiful.

adjhematteson, Illinois USAMay 8, 2012

yankee if only that love's song could show where true love was for you. I love the song the birds sing in the morning it wakes me up with a beautiful tune.