Tuesday, May 13, 2014

The Oriole's Singing ~

I am a child of the winds and must hasten
The oriole's singing
You claim this is only its nature? 
But, oh, I must hurry -
Come, it is ever surprising!
To me it's the freshest, the newest of lyrics -
He's swinging in orchards this minute 
With tree-boughs as pink as a sunrise 
The sky like a pearl all about him -

The grasses are green - this too, were of 
     magic 
And never a whisper of triteness 
The grass is aflame with its ardor 
And violets, the violets are peering 
Blue-eyed and sudden -
The orchard, the orchard will wait? Not one 
       living minute!
It changes from Maytime to Maytime -
Enchants one, surprises 
Oh, I am a child of the woods and must hasten! 

44 comments:

  1. smiles...i am a child of the wood as well...and find peace in its arms
    and among its song, i like the energy of this as well...i feel it.

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    1. Thanks Brian
      Let's hasten and be 'off to the woods'

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  2. A truly lovely poem accompanied by the perfect photo. Thank you so much for sharing this, dear Margie.

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    1. Many thanks, Linda on the kind words.
      The photo was borrowed from Google, though. x

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  3. That is such a beautiful poem and love the photo. I had orioles last year in Wrightwood but I have yet to see them here. I even put up an oriole feeder with the nectar they like. I'm thrilled though i finally saw a Western Tanager in person and got a photo yesterday! Really love your poem.

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    1. Hi Sandy
      Thank you for the lovely comment.
      I did not take the photo, it was borrowed.
      I have not seen orioles here but I did see many on a trip to Mexico last year.
      You have some photos of the prettiest birds.

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  4. Hi Margie! Thank you for the photo of the bird. When you mentioned the oriole, I thought to myself "I wonder what one looks like?" And there it was!
    Nature never stops for anyone does it. I love seeing the difference of nature in the morning, afternoon and twilight. Same place, different feel all together.

    I hope the sky is like a pearl all around you today :)
    Ceil

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    1. Hello Ceil
      Thanks for the visit and comment.
      Orioles are so pretty but I have never seen one here in Denver.

      Have a great weekend.

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  5. Your poem inspired me to go to another web site (All About Birds) and listen to the Oriole. Thank you for sharing your love of nature. :)

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    1. Anita,
      It's always a pleasure to share so you are very welcome.
      The oriole sings so beautifully.
      Thanks for the visit.

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  6. Beautiful! Your words are like a song, so lovely!

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    1. Lisa,
      Thanks so much.
      I appreciate your kind words.

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  7. What a beautiful poem! And one of my favourite birds. I just put out an oriole feeder today, and I hope one shows up soon. They should have migrated back now. I always squeal with delight when I see them in my yard!

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    1. Hi Martha
      I hope you have some orioles visiting you, soon.
      They are so beautiful.
      And send some my way as I have not seen any here.
      Thanks for the kind words on my poem.

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  8. Your poem is lovely and so is that photo. Such a beautiful bird!

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    1. Thank you, Daisy.
      The photo was taken from Google.
      I think the oriole is so beautiful and felt like it would go well with my poem.

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  9. You reinforce my suspicion that some part of our humanity consists of elfin elementals who live in hollow hills. You make being an Earthling fun.

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  10. oh how do you bring Light to words, music to my ears, echoes of your voice....extraordinary, magical words and rhythm so perfect for an angel, this is a masterpiece....

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    1. Lorraine,
      How kind to call this a masterpiece.
      You are so kind, thank you, dear lady.
      xx

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  11. Now you have me wondering - do you see Orioles in Denver? I never have! But, I am caught up with May's wonders, too - even if that often means snow for me! Your poem makes me want to sing with the Oriole.

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    1. Hi Barb
      No, I have not seen them but wish I did.
      Last time I saw any orioles was in Mexico.

      Snow can be wonderful but spring is even more wonderful, hope it comes to Breckinridge soon.

      It's a beautiful May morning here.
      xx

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  12. Oh such a beautiful, magical poem Margie...truly!
    I would love to see an Oriole...perhaps one day...if I'm very very lucky...:)

    Hugs xxx

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    1. Hello Ygraine
      The orioles are such beautiful birds, hope you might see one someday.
      Thanks so much for the kind words.
      Hugs back xx

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  13. Boa tarde,
    Lindo, magico, encantador o belo poema, parabéns Margie.
    Dia feliz
    ag

    http://momentosagomes-ag.blogspot.pt/

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    1. I appreciate your visit and thoughtful words.
      Thanks Antonio.
      Wishing you a happy day too.

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  14. Lovely poem and beautiful picture of the bird...I love birds. Thank you very much for your kind and thoughtful words on Snookums page. I am so sorry for the loss of your sweet cat. What would we do without the sweet memories of them. I cherish them and know they will eventually take over where there is so much pain right now. Hugs, Maggie and family

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    1. Hello Maggie
      How very kind of you to come by after I left the comment.
      I was so sorry to know about Snookums passing.
      I miss Smokey but cherish the beautiful memories as you will do with Snookums.
      Many thanks for the kind words on my poem.

      Hugs

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  15. My dear, Margie, your poem is so lovely, just like a Spring day. Your photo is stunningly beautiful! We are lucky enough to have a gorgeous male hanging around our front window :)

    Warm Hugs
    xoxoxo

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    1. Hi Jan
      Thanks so much.
      I did not take the photo though, it's from Google.

      Lots of birds here today but no orioles, they are so beautiful.

      Warm hugs back dear lady
      xoxo

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  16. What an enchanting poem - I feel the lure and aliveness of spring! And that's a great shot too.

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    1. Hi Ladyfi
      Thank you.
      Spring is alive with beauty and wonder.

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  17. Awesome poem. I think I'm a child of the woods, too.

    http://www.miaceleste.com/?p=370

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    1. Thanks for the visit Mia and kind words.
      I like that you are 'a child of the woods'
      It's a place of magic.

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  18. Nature is always surprising us! That's why I love it!
    And I also liked the bird!

    Hugs

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    1. Camilla
      Nature is truly magical and I love it as you do.
      Thanks for visiting.

      Hugs

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  19. Margie, I read this poem several times and each time your tempo swept me away.
    And your words! how they set the pace to hasten to the orchard! The urgency
    was well captured as were the descriptions of the beautiful sky and woods :)
    I really enjoyed it lovely image as well :)

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    1. Hi Rose
      How nice that you took the time to read my poem several times and enjoyed it the way you did.
      I feel joy knowing that.

      Thanks so very much for the lovely comment.

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  20. Oh, what a beauty? The poem and the photo. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Many thanks A Cuban In London,
      Your comment is appreciated.

      Greetings from beautiful Colorado.

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  21. I am smiling ;o) So beautiful ;o) Big Hugs ;O)

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    1. So glad my poem made you smile, Stacy as your comment brought a smile to my face.
      Big Hugs back

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  22. Loved the poem Margie.....I could feel the song in my heart.. :-)

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  23. Athira
    Thanks so very much.
    So glad you loved mt poem

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