Robin hums as she tends her garden
while birds perch all around
waiting for rustling seeds
to fill the slender columns.
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Robert, notes of joy can never be a soliloquy. I thought that there were songs without words, but I think, after reading your poem, that every song will eventually have words. I want a poem read at my funeral to remember me by.
I've just read this again and so must comment again: Robin is wonderfully well-named! Your poetry inspires me; thank you for that. Esther : ]
Beautiful piece, through your words we have seen the admiration you hold for your songbird, thank you for seeing what most take for granted.
A very unique tribute to your beautiful songbird. Kindest regards, Sandra
Robert, the perfect title for a brilliantly composed and beautifully written poem. Brian
And Robert, as beautiful a soul as this woman is, you are the equal for noticing and appreciating her so veryvery much. If you don't mind my saying: God bless your love! Thank you for this... Esther : ]
A beautiful read. The imagery you have painted is a masterpiece.
as i read your poems i realize your love for nature and all living things runs very deep...you are very accutate about details...and very factually correct when looked at thru a biologist's eyes...lovely read...love...nalini
Sometimes the words just work, , this is such a case On concert nights her voice takes flight. and fills the hall with her radiant soul. Brilliant* Love duncan X