spring’s song

familiar coo… coos

fluttering past my window

turtledoves are back

haik-coo


pair of turtledoves

coo-cooing from tree and roof

to welcome us home


algae in birdbath

orange oriole takes sips

disturbed reflection


sing praise at day’s end

robins echo each other

my heart joins chorus


aftermath

Isaiah 10:33 says “See, the Lord, the Lord Almighty, will lop off the boughs with great power. The lofty trees will be felled, the tall ones will be brought low.”

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rainstorm blew threw night

our silver birch has fallen

turtledoves lament

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