Wednesday, October 30, 2013

The Lifer Comments

Rating: 5.0

A look, a sound, a flash, a feather,
Necks crooked, glass up, focus.
Make no mind what the weather.
We must see it, and make a fuss.
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Mick Zerr
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Richard Wlodarski 14 January 2018

Excellent write, Mick. Very worthy of Poem Of The Day. Congratulations! You may wish to change the title. Like Robert, I thought it was about someone serving a life sentence.

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Lyn Paul 14 January 2018

It is great to be reminded of this wonderful hobby. A Lovely write and photo.

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Joshua Adeyemi 14 January 2018

Wuuuh! Give it up... This a poem here... Love the conclusion: the last line's dope... Great! Joshua.

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Glen Kappy 14 January 2018

Mick, I’m glad to be introduced to your poetry with this poem. The Mourning Dove, though common here and perhaps in many places, indeed has beauty sleek. I like the picture that accompanies this poem! Be well! -Glen

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 14 January 2018

The title of the poem is not as good as the theme........still it is well composed with touching words and emotions Cong. for being selected as P.O.D.....THANKS FOR SHARING

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Tom Allport 14 January 2018

a wonderful poem of feathered anticipation to observe a very rare sight that of a life bird? ......well written Mick

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Edward Kofi Louis 14 January 2018

'We must see it'! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Loke Kok Yee 14 January 2018

The chase they found was just as fun For new birds are but rarely found A mourning dove gave them a run And for a while, they were spellbound Thank you for sharing your very beautiful poem. Enjoyed greatly

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Aberdeen, SD
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