When conditioned to the silence of winter, that first sound of bird song can be surprising. Its music is a far better reminder than a date on the calendar that warmth will soon return. Even if there is snow on the ground, each trill carries a seed of spring to plant inside the hearts that hear them.
A bird intends its song
to be heard. It is a gift,
inspiring music
in an appreciative ear.
The worlds needs more songbirds.
Song choice: Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus (acapella version)
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Nothing more beautiful than birdsong!
ReplyDeleteIt's a very cheerful sound.
DeleteWhen you hear a songbird trilling away on his solo performance you think he's happy this fine morning but of course he is instead pleading with his girlfriend that he wants a date. Meanwhile she checks out who else is on offer in the neighborhood! However win or lose we are thrilled to have heard. Great poem Rommy.
ReplyDelete*snicker snort* You aren't wrong. It occurred to me that if I were to chose a song about bird vocalizations as it sounds to the bird, Bad Touch by the Bloodhound Gang would have been a far better choice. That song is *cough* unsubtle.
DeleteThe worlds needs more songbirds
ReplyDeleteThat is right, Rommy. We need not be saddled with sounds of gun-fire only!
Hank
Sadly, way too true.
DeleteBeautiful poem. Birdsong is always a reminder of the wonder of life.
ReplyDeleteI love listening for when the birds come back. I'm kind of a sucker for little reminders of the time of year I'm in, like listening for the first birdsong, watching for the crocus, being able to drive at certain times of day without feeling like I driving straight into the sun. :D
DeleteI love the song birds. Our mocking birds sing to each other from house top to house top.
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That sounds lovely!
DeleteI do love the song of birds late in winter... the wonderful feeling when snow melts on the roofs and water drops from the eaves.
ReplyDeleteYep. It's still winter, but its a sign that it won't be winter forever.
DeleteWe have had that wonderful time when the air is cool, and sun is warm... then I feel that the real spring still can wait.
DeleteThat is a lovely time. I remember some lovely winter afternoons just like that.
Deleteindeed ~
ReplyDeleteYes :)
DeleteI love the idea that the bird understand the beauty of its song.
ReplyDeleteIt's a fanciful notion of course, but I like to think it's so.
DeleteThat much is absolutely true...the world needs more songbirds!!!
ReplyDeleteI think so :)
DeleteI enjoy birdsong in our garden from very early morning and throughout the day, and it's the best sound for me. I love your poem, Rommy. Not so keen on Miley.
ReplyDeleteLOL, to be fair, Miley is much more my daughter's generation than mine. I did try to think of a different song that went with the feel of what I was trying to say, and after I remembered a talk I had with my teenagers about slut-shaming, I decided this was a good song to go with what I was trying to say.
DeleteThe lyrics talk about a feelings of nervousness in a new situation, but the second the protagonist hears a familiar song, it rallies her so she can face the next challenge. Winter isn't exactly a new experience for me, growing up in the Northeast USA, but there's always this feeling of gloominess in January that vanishes in February when I hear the return of the birds that makes me feel that it's going to be OK.
Sigh.. that birdsong carries with it so much hope!💞 Lovely write, Rommy!💞
ReplyDeleteI hear my favorite song and I know it's gonna be allllllllllriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. :D
DeleteIt will indeed inspire...beautiful !
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed it.
Deleteand more good songs
ReplyDeletebirds will sing.
Here's to birdsong!
DeleteOh how I love it when I hear a birdsong for the first time after a long winter. It is INDEED a wonderful gift.
ReplyDeleteIt's lovely isn't it?
DeleteSong birds brighten the spirit.In a few days it will be Spring and you will be all aglow:)
ReplyDeleteYep!
DeleteYes, it does.
ReplyDeleteHere, here!
DeleteBirdsong remains hopeful no matter what is going on. Bless those little birds!
ReplyDeleteTheir song certainly blesses us.
DeleteWonderful. Wonderful. Happy Sunday thanks for dropping by my blog today
ReplyDeleteMuch💖love
Hope you had a good Sunday!
DeleteWhat a lovely reminder to be still and hear the songs that Nature shares with us! Lovely, Rommy!
ReplyDeleteThanks Sharon!
DeleteAbsolutely fabulous! Yes, when I hear the first songbird high in the trees, I know winter is releasing its icy grip...it elates me and brings such bliss to my soul as your poem did!
ReplyDeleteAw! Thanks for the kind words.
DeleteIndeed we need more songbirds ... and not the squawking scavengers we seem to have in Washington, D.C.
ReplyDeleteOof! You got that right! I certainly wish to hear much less from those buzzards.
DeleteSWEET!
ReplyDeleteZQ
Thanks ZQ
DeleteLovely. The close on this piece, truly, gave me pause. There are a lot of directions to go with it. All of them ... Good.
ReplyDeleteWoot! That's what I was hoping for.
DeleteSo often we don't know that we are waiting for the sound of that first bird song,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
True. But when it does come it's so wonderfully welcome.
DeleteOh yes, the world needs more bird song. i will listen more closely and wait for it.
ReplyDeleteIt's worth waiting for :)
DeleteOh, what a perfect little poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks Rosemary!
DeleteLove the song you've poetized, and the feelings weaved in the words--Nature always gives her art (to anyone who wants to feel it). Best gift, ever.
ReplyDeleteAll the artist needs to do is listen - or look for it, depending on their preferred medium.
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