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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It is great to be reminded of this wonderful hobby. A Lovely write and photo.
Wuuuh! Give it up... This a poem here... Love the conclusion: the last line's dope... Great! Joshua.
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
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
a wonderful poem of feathered anticipation to observe a very rare sight that of a life bird? ......well written Mick
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
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.