Sparrow and Mockingbird Greet the Dawn

Very good use of sibilance here. S is the primary letter in a stream of words that describes a scene so aurally. Also I love to see writing escaping the bounds of the sentence: just pure words.

I like the liveliness in this poem.

Thank you, eamon and Erika.

Wonderful. How lovely you make your life.

Thanks, Dianne. Morning's my favorite time of day.

* So, when is the book of poems coming out, Matt? Hmm?

I'd be embarrassed to call my stuff poetry, Nonnie. I know precious little about the form, and am sporadic at best producing these occasional verses. But thanks, Sweetheart. Recognition from a true poet is balm to a squirmy spirit.

Then I, too, see the feathered waves of tangerine peach
edging shyly into the lucid blue above the towering crown
of the pine down Sunday-empty Main by the old Walker house

Dylan Thomasesque. In other words, very fine!

High praise indeed. Many thanks, Bill.

I cannot tell you how much I love this poem. My room lit up with "faves" though Fictionaut allows me only one.

I posted a link on my Facebook page. This deserves more readers.

Gita, will you marry me?

Mathew in the morning. Lovely.*

Yo. Thanks, Tim.

Birds make the morning, don't they?

It's exciting to hear them when they discover daybreak. Thanks for the visit, Kitty.

Good piece. Especially like

"Synchronized in Sol salute

this odd duet segues soon

to intraspeciel courtship

but now it's chip!...doodlytweedlyeedledeeddly...

chip!...deedledoodletweetytweetytweetlydoodle…"

Thanky you, Sam.