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If We Listened to the Birds
If I were a mighty bird,
fluent in both voice and word,
when the weather shifted colder,
I’d wing myself to royal shoulder,
have a perch and, I confess,
use all the powers I possess
to loosen up and leave my mark
on that stodgy matriarch,
to feel my presence and touch of wings
and know what necessary things
each creature in nature brings with it.
How each thing comes together to fit.
This I would find exhilarating.
By my presence, educating
the powers-that-be to think of nature
as more than just a nomenclature.
Perhaps I’d tell the president
that I have been heaven sent
to tell the powers that abide
that God’s not really on their side.
God would have us guard our earth
There’s more than money that marks its worth.
All of nature, without a doubt,
makes the world of man work out.
If those large personalities
who run our world would only, please,
take heed of what I have to say,
we’d survive to live another day,
another year, another eon.
We’d have a peaceful planet to be on.
The brother eagle that guides their flight
knows too well extinction’s plight.
The symbol there that marks their seal
is anguished over the ordeal
that fellow creatures of nature face
because of loss of living space.
Our national parks sold off for oil,
waters from which fish recoil,
oceans plugged with plastic waste
we idly cast off in our haste.
While politicians rail and bicker,
our society grows sicker.
Hospitals far out of reach,
schools encouraged not to teach
science, but religious fable
that makes the politicians able
to pull the wool over the eyes
of those who believe their disguise.
It’s true that often what we get
is exactly opposite
of what they promise, their rhetoric
stirring us to moods euphoric
when in fact they’re empty words
meant to bilk admiring herds.
Look deeper at what they profess.
They promise more, but give us less.
The prompts for today are bird, royal, exhilarating, possess. Here are the links, in case you want to play along:
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/09/08/rdp-saturday-bird/
https://fivedotoh.com/2018/09/08/fowc-with-fandango-royal/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/09/08/exhilarating/
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/09/02/daily-addictions-2018-week-35/possess
Did you just write this today??? The birds are speaking to us.
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Yes.. One prompt word was “bird” and we’d just talked about it so I wrote about it. Dedicated to thee!!!
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This is a lovely poem that is filled with a lot of meaning. Great post!
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Thanks, New Epic.
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Alot said, and sadly our wildlife has to struggle, very nice. I watch the behavior of the birds and they are very telling in their actions
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Thanks, Alice. What are you noticing?
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We have the hurricane heading this way and it appears they are active and more chatter
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And before tornados, they disappear.
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Cool photos. Is that a white flamingo or an egret? If it’s an egret, I didn’t realize their necks were that long. Enjoyed the poem, especially this line made me laugh, “to loosen up and leave my mark
on that stodgy matriarch,”
I know what kind of mark! laughing
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Ha! I thought of that, too… Yes, it is an egret. They are amazing birds.
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They are. They have a grace to them when I’ve seen them.
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I found myself reading this out loud, nice rhythm! And the words!! My goodness, hard to believe your wrote that in one day. Amazing.
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Thanks, Beth. Makes me happy that it inspired you to read it aloud.
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Thanks, Beth.
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Wonderful photos.
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My favorite thing to photograph.. along with flowers.
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