Do you remember how the songthrush sang,
Those lovely liquid notes that spilled
Forth from his throat like a mountain stream
So fresh and clean and how they gushed
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This is so beautiful and so well done, why had I not caught it before, it really moves Thankyou for sharing this fine piece 10, voting system must be flawed, it's worth a twelve easily Love duncan X
Pete, This is a lovely poem. It's so sad to see these birds vanish. They are so good looking and beautiful. We have them here and are called 'Komraza' in my mother language.
I'm so sorry that, being a city girl, I have missed out on all that. It looks like, if I wait a couple more years to go to the country, I might find a wasteland in its place. Thank you for reminding me how precious it all is. Julia
Peter, I am so glad there are people like you making this important point. It seems unless it's oil, we don't care what we destroy. A great poem - loved 'those lovely liquid notes that spilled', gorgeous. Hugs Anna xxx
Every time I see land being cleared by the clear cut saws, stripped and left bare, I cry, and this poem reminded me that for every tree that goes down, so do the birds homes, etc. How sad, yet how well put! Scarlett
Having found this on the Forum put there by Duncan, I had to come and find it and say that this is so beautiful. A delight to read, a wonderful write, I loved it so much. A lovely explanation and lovely images too. A 10 from me. Love Ernestine XXX