Listening.
After much dampness
today's sunshine dries wings
as feathered ruffs sweeten
birds' Springtime singing
their urges of season
while I verse thrills
of lusty attraction
by just listening.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2023 11:32
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Sshh .. listen, but don't say a word .. aint it just beautiful say's Nev to a little bird ..... 🐧💙x
Agreed and am all of a listen mine Sire - - Springtime is thrilling when avians trill high with mating in mind - - though thanking you silently so not to disturb those urges of birdies........... x
A fine write Fay.
So glad you enjoyed the piece dear Orchi.
Beautifully capatured dear Fay, there is nothing like the trilling and warbling of Natures sweetest creatures.
Oh nothing to touch the feel of new surging from plant growth to birdsong at this time of year I agree dear Bella. So pleased you enjoyed the read.
Listening to Nature's Symphony is wondrous Fay.
Andy
Now I can't wait to put out the feeders for the day..... I am overrun with wrens but also my cardinals, jays, titmice and some spring robins have shown up.... they eat me out of house and home but love every one...... your beautiful imagery pays them tribute! I'll read it to them today.........
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