First of Spring
A southerly wind was a saving breath
Black bird red eased winter’s death
Dozens gathered in leafless oaks
singing from atop pines and posts
Killdeer, Killdeer, Killdeer
Sights and songs that spring is near
I couldn't be happier and yesterday such dread
I watched a flock of robins; I wasn't dead.
© 2009 Mike McDowell
Black bird red eased winter’s death
Dozens gathered in leafless oaks
singing from atop pines and posts
Killdeer, Killdeer, Killdeer
Sights and songs that spring is near
I couldn't be happier and yesterday such dread
I watched a flock of robins; I wasn't dead.
© 2009 Mike McDowell
9 Comments:
It's not a Mary Oliver poem, but still quite good.
I love spring. So many firsts and almost all of them make me smile. Red-winged Blackbird calls are one of the best.
Neat pic.
I saw my first Sandhill Cranes today, Turkey Vultures, an American Kestrel and a lot more Red-winged Blackbirds.
Mike M.
I saw my first bluebird of the year this morning, and my heart just jumped. I had to let out a little whoop for the coming spring. Finally!
Awesome Photo and Interesting Poem!
Good Luck this weekend too, if you go out birding.
Wow. What a photo! Captures the exuberance and testosterone!
Awesome pic Mike!
...beautiful poem, and a very cool and unique posture!!
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