Mockingbird Sings Again

The Mocking-Bird


He did n’t know much music 
When first he come along; 
An’ all the birds went wonderin’ 
Why he did n’t sing a song.

They primped their feathers in the sun, 
An’ sung their sweetest notes; 
An’ music jest come on the run 
From all their purty throats!

But still that bird was silent 
In summer time an’ fall; 
He jest set still an’ listened, 
An’ he would n’t sing at all!

But one night when them songsters 
Was tired out an’ still, 
An’ the wind sighed down the valley 
An’ went creepin’ up the hill;

When the stars was all a-tremble 
In the dreamin’ fields o’ blue, 
An’ the daisy in the darkness 
Felt the fallin’ o’ the dew,— 

There come a sound o’ melody 
No mortal ever heard, 
An’ all the birds seemed singin’ 
From the throat o’ one sweet bird!

Then the other birds went Mayin’ 
In a land too fur to call; 
Fer there warn ’t no use in stayin’ 
When one bird could sing fer all! 

 by : Frank Lebby Stanton
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Mockingbird Sings Again          -- My answer and tribute!

So sweet were those purty notes 
hitting the misery we totes'
floatin' upon nite's sweet airs
vanishing our worries and cares

The other birds went their way
to other lands so very far away
the mockerbird chose to sing on
with all their beautiful songs

With each and every rendition
making beautiful the condition
increasing the beauty of song
singing the day and nite long

Soon the world heard this sound
moon and stars beamed on down
other birds flocked back around
song notes joined sky and ground

Now a melody stirs man's heart
divine poetic notes from start
from a bird singin' and pleasin'
gifted us for a joyful reason!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-28-2014

Thank you Peter. Your poem and tribute to Frank L. Stanton's magnificent 
poem (Jest A-Wearyin' Fer You by Frank Lebby Stanton )steeled my resolve to 
man up and tackle this which I had previously so feared to do. FACE YOUR 
FEAR, MY DAD ALWAYS SAID. I sat down,  asked my Muse for her help
and this popped out....
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Devonshire Avatar
July 30, 2014 at 1:08 AM
Dear Robert, A beautiful poem about a multi-talented bird that always amuses people with its repertoire. The one that sings near my house usually does so at night or just after a rain. I love listening! Very nice work, my friend. Love, carolyn
Lindley Avatar
July 30, 2014 at 5:23 PM
Thank you good friend. I too love listening to their renditions of other bird's songs.
Kendrick Avatar
July 29, 2014 at 5:41 PM
Ahh!! Enjoyed this tribute to the Mockingbird..They have their own melodies for sure..They sing to a different drummer...Thanks for the visits to my page..Sara
Lindley Avatar
July 30, 2014 at 5:22 PM
Thank you my friend. They were my father's favorite bird. A very intelligent bird and pretty too.
Dietrich Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 5:05 PM
gosh, I don't know of this poet Frank Stanton, but he sure had a cute poem to inspire you and you responded quite nicely. I am glad you "faced you fears" I have done that too a few times with poems I had been afraid to write.
Lindley Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 7:04 PM
You should read his poems my friend. He was a truly great poet.. Poets must face their fears to reach greater heights. Glad you did that too!!
Gibson Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 2:08 PM
A lovely tribute poem to a great writer. We have mockingbirds here who sing their little hearts out...one used to start his repertoire about 4 am, doing everything from a frog to a train and much more. I loved to wake early and listen.
Lindley Avatar
July 28, 2014 at 6:59 PM
Thank you my friend. I love birds and especially the mockingbird for its beautiful songs. Eagle for strength, owl for wisdom and mockingbird for the many, many fantastic songs it gifts! I appreciate your comments and opinions....
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