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A Polyphony of Voices

I want to sing like the birds sing, NOT worrying about 
who hears or what they think."
                                                                     ~ Rumi


And so, it is penned with each poetic verse I write~
I become a nightingale trilling in the dark of night
A mourning dove, tenderly crying for a lost soul
Spring's first robin, tempting a worm from its hole

I'm a warbler, a thrush with songs that need singing
A swallow in Capistrano, north with my flock, winging
Hummingbird searching for sweet nectar to drink
Ebony raven whose observant eye can give you a wink

I'm a wee sparrow but my voice demands to be heard
I know the lyrics to sing for I've memorized each word
I'm part of an avian chorus crooning like a symphony
Musically arranged for our voices in harmonic polyphony

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Jay Narain July 23, 2025 at 11:53 AM Great poem. Songs and twitter of birds can be inspiring.

Paul Willason July 22, 2025 at 3:28 PM I found a comfortable chair and let the sounds and rythms of this exquisite poem wash over me...inspired writing Lin. Birds often sing of those things we ourselves would like to express in song...they do it better. Though, this one rivals their best. Left a note of joy....thankyou dear Lin. Lin Lane July 22, 2025 at 3:33 PM Thank you, Paul. Joy is what your kind remarks always bring me. A just reward for a poet.

David Kavanagh July 22, 2025 at 2:38 PM Much polyphony in your words Lin, no cacophony here, only a very musical and cleverly written poem, something obviously triggered this one into existence, a beautiful conceptual piece, Cheers David Lin Lane July 22, 2025 at 2:52 PM It's become a morning ritual for me to open my window before moon and sun trade places. It's that pre-dawn time when birds seem to be auditioning for the chorus and it's such an interlude between time and song that I value those special moments. Thank you, David.

Jan Allison July 22, 2025 at 1:47 PM what a delightful poem Lin and the image is perfect, oh for a harmonious life but we have to be wary of the buzzards circling overheads. hugs Jan xx Lin Lane July 22, 2025 at 2:05 PM Thank you, Jan. Let them circle overhead. It's if they land that we take aim.

Duke Beaufort July 22, 2025 at 1:07 PM Lin, you picked a wonderful subject to illustrate how there are many ways to express views. You point out they can be harmonious too. Birds are amazing as are the poets who write about them! Smiles!!! Lin Lane July 22, 2025 at 1:36 PM awww what a sweet comment, Duke. We've lots to learn from nature, but the human race pays too little attention to the harmony found there. Thanks so much for your kind words.

Kim Rodrigues July 22, 2025 at 12:23 PM Enjoyed this very much, and the quote! Lin Lane July 22, 2025 at 12:47 PM Thanks a lot for the read and comment, Kim.