The morning sings Of what’s to come Beginning low As a distant hum It fills the air It stirs the birds From their nests Sweet tweets are heard Songs of peace Songs of hope That help us heal That help us cope Today And again Tomorrow
If we had a bird’s eye view Would we ever leave our nests To walk amongst the chaos When we could fly above the mess
She caught herself staring At a desolate tree Peeling bark and leafless branches Reaching Into the cold Crystal blue sky Where puffy clouds floated Aloofly by Unaware of its reach For something Nothing Anything at all She caught herself staring At a cardinal Just starting to sing And found a lifeline Between Fall and spring
Were these delicate imprints Born of want or need Part of a journey Or hunger to feed A set of frenzied steps To find the flock A defensive maneuver To avoid a hawk A peaceful protest Against avian greed A rain dance To conjure up more seed Cracked shells fly From where they perch and… Read More Imprints
Birds sing a song Some may not understand Across the meadows Across the dense woodland Though their lyrical notes May fall on deaf ears They sing a song For those willing to hear So, pause and listen To the story, they tell It’s a tale of caution It’s a call to do well It’s an… Read More Chorus of Life
The morning birds sing A song I’ve longed to hear A welcome, A farewell They sing this time of year A welcome to spring’s Saving grace A farewell to winter’s Scowling face The morning birds sing Under shifting skies As spring is born Of winter’s demise
Won’t you stay awhile To hear the sparrows, sing? Just listening To the message they bring A peaceful surrender From a life too fast A deep calming breath That will last and last From a simple song That muffles the noise The sweetest symphony Of the purest joy Won’t you stay awhile To hear… Read More Stay Awhile
Photo thanks to my hubby AJ Collette Known simply as Heckler More than any other name Tossing out insults Was indeed his favorite game ~ Early each morning At the crack of dawn He finds the highest tree top To look down upon ~ The comings and goings The antics of them all He… Read More Heckler
The sun sits A little higher in the sky As fair-weather clouds Meander by Birds have traded Their drab winter colors For vibrant feathers To wear for the summer As their songs fill The fresh atmosphere They announce to all Springtime is here Arriving with their melody Hope, too returns For brighter days… Read More Springtime
In the company Of angels There’s a peaceful song To hear It’s filled with Heaven’s trumpets And the delicate song Of birds In a symphony of Beating wings That encourages all To hear A song of hope And glory A hymn of peace to bless Our world
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