dawn stirs all a-chitter…why, it’s literally a-twitter
to trills of titmice, chickadees, and sparrows
in sync with the tap-tap of red-bellied peckers
crows on the wing, cawing, brown buzzards glide, looming
‘neath darkening skies, as storm clouds swell, glooming,
a yellow-capped orange-beak, “I hereby demand…” tweeting
~kat
It was lovely while it lasted. The sweet sounds of morning, soft light, fragrant mist wafting from the damp, dewy ground. And then I made the mistake of tuning in to the news. I couldn’t resist poking fun at the crazy cacophony that was this Monday morning. 😉 For Jane Dougherty’s Daily Poetry Challenge, 42.




May 21st, 2018 at 12:33 pm
Sweet! 😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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May 21st, 2018 at 12:55 pm
I bet you wish you’d stuck with the woodpeckers 🙂
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May 21st, 2018 at 1:48 pm
Yep. Bad move turning on the news! 😳
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May 21st, 2018 at 3:16 pm
Do you know this song? It always makes me think of you know who.
http://www.countysongs.ie/song/sean-bhean-bhocht
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May 21st, 2018 at 3:48 pm
Haha! I was not familiar with it until now! Brilliant! 😊
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May 21st, 2018 at 3:50 pm
Prophetic…I hope!
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