Written for: Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #65: Bird is the word Shape your words around a particular bird or birds in general. (posted by Rommy) To wake to sounds of bird chatter you know it must be Spring. Variety of voices join in to sing. Flying off to other branches, the clatter settles, chorus changes tune. While across the lake your hear haunting cry of a loon, and quacking ducks catch your ear. Swans glide by two by two, parrots squawk in jungle, peacocks flash feathers in fan of blue, and black crows form a circle. It seems a life of leisure to flit from here to there, but not all is simple pleasure they must guard nests from grave dangers. https://poetsandstorytellersunited.blogspot.com/
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How lovely to live among such a variety of bird voices! And yes, they too have working lives.
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Thanks, Rosemary!
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Part of the joy of Spring in my part of the world is the return of the migrating birds. They are always a welcome sight!
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I would love to see more of a variety here.
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Nice virtual visit I just had, Sara. Beautiful. In our neighborhood the mocking birds stake out and claim the various rooftops. Then they talk with each other. In my creaky shrill voice I join in, “Who cooks for you?” Repeated over and over.
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Oh, I have never seen a mockingbird! Thanks, Jim.
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