Bonnie Birdsong

Bonnie birdsong tickles my ears, echoing in the hall of hearing, thrusting my head in upward spin. A yellow canary chirps out secrets. Bonnie birdsong tickles my ears in the forest of morning dew. I look for the little stranger, as he alights on a leafy branch. Bonnie birdsong tickles my ears. 3/3/2018
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Poteet Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 6:31 PM
Lilting and light. We've moved beyond the trees and I miss the familiar sounds of birds. Often I would imagine their chirps in English as a familiar 3-4 syllable word or phrase repeated over and over again. Love your repeating line, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 7:18 PM
Thank you, Reason! I love having trees :)
Gauthier Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 5:46 PM
Uplifting and delightful... Spring is in the air. Well done, Kim.
Rodrigues Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 5:56 PM
Thanks, Line!
Callus Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 5:37 PM
This is lovely and it's music to the ears, Kim! Is this your own form? Regards // paul
Rodrigues Avatar
March 3, 2018 at 5:56 PM
Just a little repetition! Thanks, Paul!
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