Tweets and Peeps In Treetops

my ears trembled
striving to understand
so I could capture the tweets and peeps
but there has been no alphabet that can
for the faerie creatures who fly from the trees
have no mouths, so do not form the same sounds
to capture the noises we hear can be done on tape
but to place them on paper? An impossibility
unless we form a new alphabet
and what bird watcher is ready to spend
that kind of time?
Okay.
Put your hand down.
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Wolf Avatar
January 30, 2021 at 9:10 PM
My hand is down. I wear a frown. Caren did not pick me. Maybe next time, prithee. lol. ~ peeping sad
Krutsinger Avatar
January 31, 2021 at 9:37 AM
Next time I go bird listening you are invited.
Fowler Avatar
January 30, 2021 at 8:27 AM
Perfect Caren. I was silently sayin "Pick me! Pick me!" :) Linda
Krutsinger Avatar
January 30, 2021 at 10:58 AM
I will!
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