fading cries of restless birds
linger in the cooling air—
quietness rests like a gentle hug.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
Archived in: Poetry Mix
fading cries of restless birds
linger in the cooling air—
quietness rests like a gentle hug.
© Chrissy Siggee
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book: Glimpses of His Glory
Archived in: Poetry Mix
A particularly lovely image in the final line
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Thank you, Derrick.
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Bellisimo.
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Thank you
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Sweet.
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I love to hear the chatter of birds when they congregate at the end of the day, and then they gradually fall silent. Your poem expresses it beautifully.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Love this for its simplicity and imagery.
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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