Red Winged Blackbird
Polonius got that one right...
Ponderings to Keep
Reflections on my life as a teacher, reader, writer.
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Polonius got that one right...
Polonius got that one right...
Blogging my way through the year
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Polonius got that one right...
shouting my heart out for all who may listen
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Lit On Fire!
"It would be nice if you could just ravel out into time."
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Yet There is Method 
Lovely poem!
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Thank you, Kay!
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One of my favorite birds of all time! Great poem!
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Thank you!
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“You know his voice before you recognize his face.” Beautiful line.
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Thank you, Rose!
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This is so true. They are like old friends. Just today our daughter looked out the front window and said, “Oh….the red winged blackbirds are here.” Thank you for your poem. Lots of wishes for health to you and yours. Peace.
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Thank you, Amy. I’m not sure they actually leave North Alabama where I live, but I know it’s the springtime when I hear them the most. I love their voices and am thrilled to hear them each year. I wish health and peace to you and your family as well.
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When I hear that call and see that flash, I know that spring really has arrived! In fact this week, I did see and hear them. They were too shy for a pic, but I also heard that low “chunk” meaning they were near. I love the way you presented the poem, too, Tim. It’s lovely! Best wishes to you & your family this tough time!
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Thank you, Linda. I love their voice and welcome them back each year. I’m not sure they actually leave my area, but it’s springtime when I hear them the most. Best wishes to you and yours as well!
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A lovely glimpse of your old friend.
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I do love hearing and seeing them!
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What a great poetic tribute to a lovely bird. 🙂
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Thank you, Bridget!
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Tim, this is a lovely poem. I wait for the birds to visit me outside my window. Your last line echoes that feeling. Would you like to join my #NatureNurtures2020 gallery with an image poem? Check out the invitation, if interested: https://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2020/04/nature-nurtures-special-invitation.html
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Thank you, Carol, for your comments. I love watching the birds as well. I’ll check out your gallery; thank you for the invitation!
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