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The Joys of a Twitcher

Anxious and stressed Unable to breath Your heart is pumping Some peace you need Take yourself right away For the whole of the day To a place of solitude and calm Where you gaze at the birds Some so rare and unheard With binoculars held in your palm An owl A falcon Or maybe a skylark The joys of a twitcher Such a tranquil pursuit And when you return To the wider world Your mind is much calmer No longer unfurled Written 10th March 2019 Contest A BRIAN STRAND RHYME ME Sponsor Brian Strand FIRST PLACE

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 3/10/2019 9:58:00 PM

I put out birdseed again today, and BRRRR is it cold here! This poem gave me hope that maybe better days are coming. "an owl, falcon, skylark, and twitcher." I love the idea of all of them flying in to calm you my friend.

Ann Gilmour
Date: 3/11/2019 1:40:00 PM

I wrote this poem for a friend who suffers with anxiety and her only solace is to watch birds in a calm tranquil environment away from the stresses of life. Nature has a wonderful way of taking us to another place, don't you think? Kindest thoughts Ann xx

Maureen McGreavy The Insolent Rib

Date: 3/10/2019 2:35:00 PM

Oh. O' Spring. I need my bird fix. Sweet ink! xomo

Ann Gilmour
Date: 3/10/2019 2:53:00 PM

Off you go then Maureen, I hope you get your fix! Kindest thoughts Ann xx