at dawn’s first light, a symphony
of warbles, clicks and trills
love come hither, here am I, here am I
from love-nests in the trees
it is the gentleman who sing
to woo their ladies tenderly
hoping for a morning tryst
beneath the azure canopy
while the earth’s asleep and still
love come hither, here am I, here am I
aubade of the passerines
~kat
As promised, the Magic 11 poem – my variation on the Magic 9 poem, a 9-line poem that doesn’t have any rules as far as meter or subject matter–just a rhyme scheme: abacadaba. In my variation, the Magic 11 abracadabra poem, the r’s are intact, placeholders for a refrain. Rhyme scheme: abRacadabRa. (R for the refrain). I do love a good refrain!
May 2nd, 2020 at 4:51 pm
It works well. I do hope he’s lucky!
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May 2nd, 2020 at 6:49 pm
Who could resist such beautiful singing! 😉🐦
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May 2nd, 2020 at 7:04 pm
Lovely poem.
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May 2nd, 2020 at 7:52 pm
Thank you Sadje! 🌺
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May 2nd, 2020 at 8:31 pm
A pleasure Kat.
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May 3rd, 2020 at 2:29 pm
Wonderful and a great title!
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May 3rd, 2020 at 2:39 pm
Thank you! 😊
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May 3rd, 2020 at 2:40 pm
You are most welcome!
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May 5th, 2020 at 4:16 pm
💜😀😀😀
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May 5th, 2020 at 5:37 pm
❤️💜❤️
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