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Dawn Calls

in the dark without a sound on tiptoe not to stir holding our breath we wait for daybreak as afar we wonder if we heard tugging on our heartstrings a faintest echo resonate the coo of a mourning dove grieving solo while in comes dawn AP: 2nd place 2020 Submitted on April 2, 2020 for contest STRAND CHOICE X sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - RANKED 2ND Originally posted on September 4, 2019

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 4/3/2020 11:13:00 PM

So lovely Line. I love the cooing of doves in the morning. At one time they were plentiful, then the crows invaded reducing the number of other birds. But, the hummingbirds and mockingbirds arrived taking on these predators. Watched a hummingbird attack a crow! Now all the birds are back and I again hear the doves in the morning.

Line Gauthier
Date: 4/3/2020 11:31:00 PM

Isn't that interesting~ nature at its best.

Brenda Chiri

Date: 9/6/2019 11:35:00 AM

Line I loved this!;)

Line Gauthier
Date: 9/6/2019 3:51:00 PM

Thanks, Brenda. I was sorry to miss the Silence contest... I was without internet for three days. At least I got to take lots of spectacular photos and write haiku.

Lu Loo

Date: 9/5/2019 10:27:00 AM

o, that last line! gave me chills, great poem sweet Line :)-luloo

Line Gauthier
Date: 9/5/2019 11:59:00 AM

Thank you so much for your lovely visit and comment, Lu Loo. Most appreciated.