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3AM song, 5PM song, Bird, Bird call, Birdsong, diurnal, dversepoets, Every night, Everyday, Flying Friend, Nocturnal, Open Link Night, Song of a bird, Tuneful
Image credits: Google images for the basic bird silhouette; Texturing, layering and artwork done by me
Every day and every night
I hear you
call out to your kin
Your song
– rising above the sounds of the city –
– shying behind the rustle of summer –
– travelling afloat Hudsonian waters –
You remind me
of an exuberant rainbow
now faded into a monochrome of grey
You remind me
of that beautiful verse
now buried beneath the heavy pages
of my favorite book
You remind me
of my unchained thoughts
that somehow lost their way
in dark alleys of ennui
I might be a stranger to you
– to me even –
but you are no stranger to me
I see myself in every feather of yours
I hear my dream in every flight of yours…
**Dedicated to that awesome bird (whom I’m yet to catch a glimpse of) who has been giving me company even in the wee hours of the night for the past one month (at the very least). He (or she) keeps singing the same song over and over again, in the same tempo… and NO, I’m not at all bored by it. I only wish I could see the throat that emits this tune, day in day out.
And I REALLY WISH it could read my post 🙂 **
**Also posting this for the 100th week of Open Link Night at dVersePoets pub… If you haven’t already gotten high here, it’s high time you did! 🙂 And join me in wishing these awesome folks a veeeery happy 100th!! Woohoo… **
How I write, is mine...How you read, is yours 
What a lovely inspiration for a poem….a very enjoyable verse.
🙂 Thanks, Charles.. I really NEED to see this bird and thank him (or her)
beautiful.
bird of hope 🙂
🙂 indeed! It totally inspired me alright 🙂
Glad you liked the poem, Amira…
nice bit of magic in this kavita…seeing yourself in his feathers…sounds like he set free your own songs as well with his singing…nice..
I knoooowww…right? I totally owe him one! 🙂
Glad you enjoyed the outcome of this winged inspiration, Claudia … 🙂
smiling at the bird that keeps you company and you finding your self in its feathers and in its flight…nice to have those that visit us often…had a bird get up in the porch the other day had to help him out…lovely verse…and always great to see you kavita…
These little winged characters are quite a handful when they decide to be, no?! 🙂 but my friend bee totally decided to be my muse…and I am grateful to him for that, ya know 🙂
So nice to see old pals here at my place… Thanks for stopping by, Mr. B 🙂
We have birds who brighten our evenings and mornings with their song – and what a privilege it is to hear them. This is a beautiful capture of something so commonplace, but unbelievably precious.
I’m glad you enjoyed this, Tony…
And yea, there are soooo many things and incidents that we just tend to look past, without even even giving them a second thought…
A once-in-a-while appreciation of such commonplace affairs is not such a bad thing after all 🙂
And lets hope these winged friends keep singing to us..
You pluck a soft guitar here, Kavita, and sing the songbird’s message yourself. You show us the things that sustain us are small, but infinite and powerful as well.
I’m glad you think that way, lovely lady…
But yea, these little birds do deserve the credit alright 🙂
Lovely!
Thank you, Marya 🙂
Glad you enjoyed it…
How beautiful, Kavita. I have a bird who awakens me about 4AM and it’s so beautiful I often don’t go back to sleep just listening to him. I like how you use repetition.
Well, aren’t we the lucky ones?!!! 🙂
Glad you enjoyed the poem, Victoria…thanks for the kind words..
That’s cute……! For the last month I have had a robin beating his head against my back glass door… I don’t know why, but he almost knocks himself out. He does it for hours….. I think he see’s his own reflection and fears it is another male… When I walk into the dining room he will fly away, so I have found myself doing it instinctively just to give his little head a rest and perhaps prevent him from hurting himself…. I don’t blame him though: When I see my own image while passing a store front window I often think “I could take that guy!”
hahah.. you are funny, John..
As for the robin, I hope he doesn’t hurt himself some day… take care of him, will ya?
And thanks for stopping by 🙂
really loved this. your writing is beautiful.
Gee..thank you so much .. So is your photography!!
Like the closing stanza especially. enjoyed.
Glad you liked it, LaTonya..
Thank you for stopping by and leaving a kind word here.. I really appreciate it..
Lovely piece! to connect with the one giving you a company in the otherwise, silent night, oh!their voice is very mesmerizing. I love the title of your blogpage! 🙂 Glad to be here.
Yaaayy.. thank you sooo much, Akila…
And let’s hope my winged friend doesn’t get bored with me 🙂
…very Pablo Neruda… or at least for me… there is always ineffable bliss behind every bird songs… glad you’ve found a companion out of him… smiles… this is an excellent write too good now i coudn’t stop myself from reading it again & again & perhaps again… each time i re-read the more i relate to that melancholy that volumes deep… smiles…
I’m humbled by your comment, Kelvin… thank you. Glad you enjoyed the poem…
And let’s just hope my winged companion keeps singing his song (to me) 🙂
Beautiful!!! Especially loved these…
You remind me
of that beautiful verse
now buried beneath the heavy pages
of my favorite book
“I might be a stranger to you
– to me even – ”
I just love reading your poems 🙂
Ooooohhh… THANK YOU so much, Yogini!
You totally made my day!!! ❤
🙂 🙂 🙂
oh this is lovely….and lovely is your heart that notices this sweet song……smiles…
So sweet of you to say that, Sreeja.. thank you for your kins and appreciative words…
Have a lovely day!
Love bird-song and all it engenders…
Anna :o]
Thank you, Anna…
*tweet tweet* 🙂
Know thyself – your ballading bird is your true spirit. I interpret this wonderful piece as a self-revelation through the winged surrogate. Captivating language and tone adds to the reader’s enjoyment and appreciation. Very well done.
Thank you so much, Mike… You are very kind and generous with your appreciation for my work… Am humbled by your words…
Thank you for the wonderful thoughts you have caught to share with us on very appealing blog to eye.
You say:
I might be a stranger to you
– to me even –
but you are no stranger to me
I see myself in every feather of yours
I hear my dream in every flight of yours…
These verses reflect everything and even more than my humble words could dream to put on paper. I think you have defined as the sage’s diary as the cry of the soul of each of us
http://arthiker.wordpress.com/2013/07/23/art-prompt-cry-for-color/
It’s so very kind of you to write such a beautiful and positive critique on my poem, Tomas… Thank you…thank you…thank you.. oh wait, I just can’t thank you enough for how you proud and happy you made me feel…
*humbled*