Oh ‘blithe spirit’, you wing through space
In the far sky you are just a speck to trace
As you steer your way through the clouds high
I see your floating shape against the sky
Lowering your pinions down to alight the ground
I hear your warbled words closer all around
How your eyes spot the rain water puddle
And come hopping to have a dip in the muddle
On this sultry summer afternoon
You are going to have a cool bath soon
You flap your wings in quick succession up and down
Spattering little muddy showers from your gown
You are so shy that you bathe with all clothing on
That it takes time for you to feel dry and clean
So once your bath is over, you perch on a tree
Ruffling your feathers until they are moisture free
After preening every little feather to dry
Refreshed and enlivened, off you fly,
Singing melodious tunes all your way
And drowning the valley with your sweet lay!
Brilliant write so beautifully expressed I could visualize the beautiful scene of the little bird bathing with relish!
Drowning the valley with your sweet lay. Nice work. Thanks for sharing.
You are so shy that you bathe with all clothing on That it takes time for you to feel dry and clean So once your bath is over, you perch on a tree Ruffling your feathers until they are moisture free Observation, description and devotion when merge in each other, it's a poem of Valsa George! ................10
Lowering pinions down to alight the ground a little bird hears all natural sound. After preening every little feather to dry being moisture free it takes the flight. On sultry summer afternoon observing a bird gives amazing perception. This natural poem is excellent and this deeply attracts attention of poet like me to read it again and again. This is a great poem of course.
On this sultry summer afternoon, this little bird is taking beautiful bath and the imagery you have perfectly captured and expressed in this interesting poem. Refreshed and enlivened bird will fly in freedom soon. This is excellent poem to read...10
You are so shy that you bathe with all clothing on That it takes time for you to feel dry and clean So once your bath is over, you perch on a tree Ruffling your feathers until they are moisture free.....nice poetic expression. A beautiful poem with amusing expression with nice diction. My pleasure reading it time and again.
such an amazing pic Mam and the poem too is marvellous - how wonderfully you have described the bird bath, loved every line!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Valsa. I hear Bri mentioning you and I am reading your poems for the first time. A Vivid Description - Poem by WES Vogler Police officer at the scene of the automobile accident. The young lady is co-operating. 'What gear were you in when it occurred? ' 'I wore my pink jacket, nicely furred, With a tan skirt, And shoes that hurt, And a cunning little hat with a bird.' That is funny.. That poem was blue-lined in my mouse and somehow got jumped into your letter. i shall leave it for your perusal anyway. I guess it was meant to be. Anyway a 10 for your poem and I shall look for some more
Wow.....This limerick on the automobile accident is quite funny! Enjoyed it much! Thanks for the comment sir!