boisterous birds
shred the silence from
the first warm spring day
shatter my nerves
camera lens reveals
a baker's dozen shriekers
hopping at the diving board
in the pool and out, except
one frightened screamer
who needs skimming
and set aside to dry
his feathers calmed
before the glorious day
resumes its serenity
~~~♥~~~♥~~~
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Glorious day indeed.
great poem! though i can't help but have a soft spot for the little "shriekers" :)
goof job!
Are the robins waking you in the morning too...can't live with them and can't live without them.
b
I like 'his feathers calmed before the glorious day.'
A great interpretation of nature. Felt just right.
Cool! I like the way the last word of each pair drops onto the first one of the next, if you get my drift!!
He was scared by his own sense of adventure. How cute. The advent of summer always brings the unexpected!
Love that photo and the poem.
strings cross with wires
love your words/ pic. summer is certainly a time for discovery. and, serenity welcomed after the birds sing song. have a nice day.
I can just visualize that whole event! Lovely writing.
in your case i guess you skim them and then wait for them to drip dry.....
I love this! is it a new one? My goodness, the things you find in your pool! Who knew a pool would be such a prolific source of material... I am sorry I'll miss you in ID - you'll pardon me if I hope you have to stay home...
K
I love this!! I can't believe the things you find in your pool! who knew a pool would be such a source of poetic material.. I'm sorry you won't be home when I'm there - you'll pardon me if I hope your plans fall through..
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