Rousing.
Slowly the morning climbs toward daytime.
Robin starts singing Hello thru' my window.
Breakfasting sparrows chatter while dining.
Blackbird joins chorus with fine Tenor Solo.
Waking is blessed by feathered rendition.
Rousing to bird-song cannot be bettered.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Oh - - if only it could be like this every day.............. but we can always dream it is - eh ?
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There's a lot to be said about morning arousal when a bird is singing Fay. However I digress into fantasy land.
I love my minds silly picture of sparrows tucking into weetabix breakfasts whilst blackbird dines on rice and peas and robin calls through your window:-
wake up wake up sleepyhead Fay
it's time to start your new day
through your window thats ouvre
i say throw back your duvet
get up and get on your way.
Your alternative feed for our feathered friends sounds a bit more than ordinary dear D.A. and the wake-up for yours truly is greatly appreciated as I fly out of my duvet .......... bless you for all your support for my word-efforts -- your comments are poems in themselves.
Good write Fay.
Yes, it's daft, some adverts on TV. It's always a bright morning; it never rains; all smile (sickly) sweetly; it's never a dark morning. Completely naff! lol. Nice dreams though.
Yes we can dream of rousing to birdsong at any time of the year and thanks for highlighting those misguiding advert my friend.
a wonderful read, how intricately you paint Nature's various gifts dear Fay
Am most grateful for your encouraging visits L.B. and also for comments on subjects which appear quite mystically from my ready pen.............
You have a fine crew of birds there Fay. Great little tribute.
Wouldn't like to swap any one of yours for one of mine in a simple exchange, would you?. I'll send you the koel for any one of your crew -Fair enough?
Ooooh - just learned a new word Dave - you swop a cuckoo for my lovely cock-robin ? - not likely me ansum as it may oust its eggs - and same goes for blackie who sings me from bed....... buckets of thank yous for your lovely comment.........
No fool you, Fay......
Me learnt new word too. Loverly part of the world, the West Country.
Oooh my God, just want you to know I was here enjoying this short ride
So so glad you jumped aboard Amon - and so pleased you enjoyed the read.
That is beautiful Fay. You have brought me great joy this morning.
The only thing missing is a cricket with a hat and a cane.
You must write that little character into one of your own then dear Jerry - delighted to know though the read brought you joy.
Hi Fay
I haven't been on for a couple of years and I like the direction your poetry has taken. The birds are one thing that is keeping me going. Days are getting longer too!
Phil
How kind of your Phil to feel I have grown into better word-direction after two years - agree wholly that birdsong can teach us much - and sincere thanks for your encouraging comment.
I can't imagine being woken by anything else ... but then, I know how lucky I am ..............
nowt special, just an ornery horneythologist .. x
Thank you masses my ornery mate - - ooops did I make a spelling mistake with that horny phrase !!! ha ha - but knew you would like my small tribute to songbirds...............x
Yup, have my bird feeders outside my sunroom windows full of sparrows and chickadees fun stuff nice write
It is so wonderful when the dawn chorus greets us each morning Fay.
Andy
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