Thursday, January 31, 2008

SINGING LEAVES

The winter winds blow raw and chill
The earth is blanketed in snow ...
It's bleak and bare and cold and stark ...
And yet to me it isn't so.

For just outside my windowpane
There stands my own enchanted tree ...
It's limbs are bare and shorn of green ...
And all of summer filigree.

But on a sunny winter's day
The little sparrows gather there ...
And fluffing up there feathered plume ...
Their chit-chat warms the winter air.

Each little bird a singing leaf
A chirping chorus as they sing ...
To branches stark and cold and bare ...
Yet holding all the joy of spring.

25 comments:

  1. Beautiful spring,always the season everyone's waiting for.So much to do in springtime.

    You're born to be a poet!

    Thanks Margie for the lovely poem.
    Take care.

    Hugs*

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  2. Your beautiful and elaborate use of words is overwhelming Margie. You weave a magic spell yet once again. well done. :)

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  3. What a seasonally appropriate post, Margie. Spring will come again... ah, I'm looking forward to it already! Thanks for brightening my day.

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  4. Brrrrrrh feel the cold ... waiting for Spring! :o)
    Hope you are well.
    c u soon.
    hugs

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  5. margie, this is so beautiful!
    i can't wait for spring...

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  6. winter surroundings with a touch of the spring....
    the most I like 3rd strophe

    I love it, margie :)

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  7. What a beautiful way to describe spring - through a tree's perspective! I enjoyed this one, Margie.

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  8. The singing leaf is a creative flash of genius, Margie. Maybe a good name for a blog!

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  9. Absolutely beautiful and inspiring... it makes me crave for spring... I saw birds today on the tree next to my window which put a smile on my face!

    :)

    Hope you're well!

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  10. thank u for the poem u wrote me.
    hugs

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  11. Yes, Noushy, spring is such a marvellous time of year....I love it!

    You are so very nice to say such kind things...
    I thank you very much!

    Hugs*

    Margie

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  12. Eric
    You are most kind in your comment!
    I appreciate it, and thank you so much!

    Margie

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  13. Hi Art
    And, thank you for brightening my day with your nice comment!
    Thanks very much!

    Margie

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  14. Hello Trinitystar
    Spring will soon be here and you will be glad.
    I'm doing fine, and hope you are too.

    Hugs back to you!

    Margie

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  15. Hi polona
    I think many people are really looking forward to spring...me included, even though I do love winter!

    Thanks so much for the very nice comment!

    Margie

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  16. Hi Patricija
    I'm glad to know you loved my poem!
    Thanks so much!

    Margie

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  17. I'm so glad you enjoyed it, Aurora.
    Your nice words are appreciated.
    Thanks so much!

    Margie

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  18. Hi Julie
    Gosh, such a nice comment!
    And, it might be a good name for a blog.
    Thanks very much, Julie.

    Margie

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  19. Hello Deb
    Your kind words are very appreciated.
    Thanks very much!

    I know how the birds can put a smile on your face...it's that way for me, too!
    Spring is just around the corner.

    Margie

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  20. Hi Kai
    You are very welcome for the poem.

    Hugs!

    Margie

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  21. Lovely!!

    So refreshing...

    God bless you dear!

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  22. You know what Margie...
    you're the best poet that I've ever come across!!!

    Everything you write is simply beautiful and brings soo much of peace within!

    :) :)
    preetha!

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  23. Hello Samrina
    Thank you, dear!

    Margie

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  24. Dear Preetha
    That was one of the sweetest comments I have ever recieved!
    It means a great deal to me!
    Thank you, dear!

    Margie

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  25. nice...i like the birds being the leaves to decorate the tree...a very pretty and peaceful picture you paint...

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Each day comes
bearing its own gifts ...
Untie the ribbons.

-Ruth Ann Schabacker