Song Mockingbird Poems

I am the mockingbird
 darkened gray and black
 singing out a melody,
 rhythms found and repacked.

Everybody has heard me sing
 once or maybe twice
 familiar...

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I just forgot that song of robin
when I heard the blue jay notes.
Resonating tunes of cardinals
merry cuckoos mingle my throat.
They call me mimicking mockingbird,
 a...

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The mockingbird, oh so still
Watching from a tree so quiet.
As I sit watching from the hill
Everything else seems so nil. 

He can only stay so...

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Oh how you cantilate and croon,
          On pilfered beams from Mr Moon,
    ...

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I recognize a tune from album of your songs
And listen intently to impressionist sounds
As you hop scotch from branch to branch
Like a child all excited,...

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I like to sit and sing on the edge of your roof,
or on a high tree when I am feeling aloof;
sometimes-   my songs...

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This is the song
Of the Mockingbird
With repeat rhymes 
And borrowed words
Of all he's seen 
And all he's heard
On his daily flight

From yonder wood
To mountain stream
Through...

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I stole this tune from a mockingbird 
Where outside my window he was perched 
I kept the rhythm added rhyme 
And the words, well they're...

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The mocking bird perched up in my tree,
Comes everyday now to visit me,
His feathers puff up as he tweets his little song,
He loves the attention...

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Oh Mockingbird, where are you now?
I need your varied song.
Red Robin keeps repeating---how!
His liquid notes too long!

He's more like a machine, oh yes!
The same thing...

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I am within and you without:
You’re in your nest and I in mine. 
Though we are different, there’s no doubt
That we both suffer, love and...

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A Mockingbird May

Here is what I like more than anything
All of the songs a mockingbird can sing
Numerous always are and continuing on
They are right into...

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Waking To The Call Of A Mockingbird


I woke to the call of a mockingbird
soft,gentle racing notes I heard
A wandering visitor in our tall oak
to me...

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mockingbird sits
singing spring morn's song
unmoved as smallest limb sways  

watchman crow caws warning
silence~mockingbird flies ...

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Mockingbird Milling Around

Had heard a mockingbird milling around
Who was making such a melodious sound;
Looked line one I had seen in a library book
And had been...

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