Sound of my own footstepsHitting sand on pavement
A cardinal’s call
The click of a camera
School bus passing
Truly listening
To the sounds surrounding me
Listening to the quiet
But not quiet
As I listen, I hear many birds
I am alone but not alone
For the birds are singing their song
Their praises for a beautiful day
Spring is on the way
Just listen
15 comments:
Perfection itself, Laurie. The peace, but not the quiet, of a great morning.
Yes I did get inspired by your post. I just really liked your free spirit speaking through the voice in your pic and poems. So I put a very rough draft up while I thought about what freedom and peaceful place you portrayed.
Beautiful. Both the pic and yr poem
Very nice, Laurie. You portrayed a true listener, one who listens for what the sounds have to tell.
My post is just the opposite, it is about one who listens for the wrong reasons.
Thank you for this nice prompt, it wasn't easy to do good with it like you did.
..
Listening , listening. Enjoyed this poem.
I'm listening, and I'm hearing it.
Lovely words.
Your peak experience - at one with the world, both natural and mechanical - put me in mind of the opposite dystopian daily moments of Neal Stephenson's postcyberpunk novel The Diamond Age or, A Young Lady's Illustrated Primer.
Ah, so lovely! A wonderful piece, and yes, Spring is finally on its way!
Thank you for this prompt. I was inspired to write something about some of my favorites!
Hello,
Your poem and photo are full of spring, lovely!
You asked about my lens: Nikkor 18-200mm and I was maybe 7feet from both Crossbills, the were not that scared of me.
Excellent interpretation of this prompt. Thanks for suggesting this one Laurie, well done!
Hugs, G
Dear Laurie--
Thanks for the meditation!
And the lovely prompt--
-a lovely prompt & a lovelier poem..many thanks for this..
Beautiful! Your words create listening within sounds. Thanks for a delightful prompt.
Beautiful and calming.
I loved your prompt and your poem and image are outstanding! Thanks~
Post a Comment