Showing posts with label Birds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Birds. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Wood Thrushes at Night Fall
Thrushes are the last singers of the day
They sing the woods to sleep
Mysteriously, melodiously they call into the dusk
At times one will sing a liquid tune
Then others join in overlapping duets and trios
The near ones seem to stop and listen
And others are heard in the velvet distance
Stillness overtakes the woods
Thrushes are the last birds to fall silent
Going quiet here and there
One by one they cease singing
Like the gentle blinking out of fireflies
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Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Keep your eyes open and maybe you’ll see:
A bird will take flight from its perch on a tree.
A bird on the wing is a wonderful thing.
Think what it’s like to fly high and be free.
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eMeRaLD Effect Enterprises
Labels:
Birds,
Freedom,
Imagination,
Inpiration,
Limericks,
Nature,
Poetry
Thursday, April 29, 2010
A duck on the land has an ungainly pace.
Its swimming is faster but won’t win a race.
You’d think that you ought
Not to give it a thought,
But a duck in the air moves with powerful grace.
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eMeRaLD Effect Enterprises
Labels:
Birds,
Freedom,
Imagination,
Inspiration,
Limericks,
Nature,
Poetry
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