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On Listening to a Songbird Sing on a Rainy Day

Updated on March 28, 2013

Third day of spring brings clouds

Dampness hangs in the air

Cold air chills the bones and the soul

My body craves warmth

For I am frozen to the marrow

Soon I pause to hear a small chirp

A tiny minstrel sits outside the window

His chirp becomes song

And the sound becomes like the sun

As the notes of nature paint a gray sky

The brightest shade of blue

I close my eyes softly

Listening to the thawing of my own heart.

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Thank you very much! This poem was inspired by a very rainy, dark winter.

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      Janis Leslie Evans 4 years ago from Washington, DC

      Hmm, just beautiful, sherri. I love it, "the thawing of my own heart." Flawless expression. Voted up, awesome, and beautiful.

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Hi Lisa, so glad to see you back. Hope all is well.

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      Lisa J Warner AKA Lisa Luv 4 years ago from Conneticut, USA

      AWESOME~~~ I must admit it relates to things I also love to use as subject matter.. You did a wonderful job!

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 4 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Lovely! I've just be outside hanging out the washing and listening to the local birdsong and then came in and read this lovely poem. Thank you.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Voted up and beautiful. Hearing the chirping of birds first thing in the morning always makes my day brighter. Passing this on.

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      Tirralan Watkins 4 years ago from Los Angeles, CA

      I love poems about seasons and this is so fitting for Spring! Welcome to Spring!

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Thank you. All I can say is, "Welcome Spring!"

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      bluebird 4 years ago

      This is excellent, full of feeling and beauty and rejoicing in spring's wonder! Great job!

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Thank you : )

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      Donna Seldomridge 4 years ago from Delaware

      Wonderful...I feel the same way.

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      Eiddwen 4 years ago from Wales

      And the sound becomes like the sun

      As the notes of nature paint a gray sky

      The brightest shade of blue

      I close my eyes softly

      Listening to the thawing of my own heart.

      Oh so beautiful Sherri and the above words touched me greatly.

      Voted up and shared.

      Enjoy your day.

      Eddy.

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      Sherri Tuck 4 years ago from Virginia

      Thank you. We had a cold, icy rain this past Saturday. That afternoon, I hear this little bird singing its heart out. He or she was my inspiration for this poem.

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      Joanne M Olivieri 4 years ago

      Oh is this beautiful. I hear birds everyday and they just brighten my heart as you have so aptly displayed in this gorgeous poem. Voted Up

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      Bill Holland 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      I love waking up to the sounds of birds singing. Great sign of spring even if the weather isn't cooperating. Lovely poem!