Sunday, March 23, 2014

Catching my Breath Grey Shingled Roof













Today, watching  two mourning doves
  listening attentively to their lovely song

Wooo-coo-oo-oo
               Wooo-coo-oo-oo

Catching my breath grey shingled roof
  tap dancing together, whistling wings

Wooo-coo-oo-oo
              Wooo-coo-oo-oo

Tis not a sorrowful song but, a song of  hope
   they sing beckoning blossoming limbs of spring

Wooo-coo-oo-oo
               Wooo-coo-oo-oo

One flies to a neighboring tree,  resting peacefully
   lifting his voice  heralding in a new morning

Wooo-coo-oo-oo
               Wooo-coo-oo-oo

His mate spreads her wings and flies to his side
  nestled together they bask in a blue sky

Wooo-coo-oo-oo
             Wooo-coo-oo-oo

Today, I watched two mourning doves
  as their songs echoed in my heart...


author's note:  This  morning I saw
these lovely birds and felt compelled
to share their song.

42 comments:

  1. A song that they sing with delight, together taking flight. Always having a good outlook it seems, way to be as hope streams.

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    1. An early morning song to brighten the day
      keeping the spirit strong in a good way..

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  2. ah what a lovely song i imagine that it was....i like to sit and listen...and def find hope in nature...in its ability to survive even us....

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    1. Brian,

      There is so much beauty in nature and it is good to stop and listen and feel hope in a new day.

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  3. loved the song and the theme of hope that comes with Spring.. which seems to have gotten lost on its way here....

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    1. I am hopeful spring will decide to show soon but, I agree it seems
      to have taken a side road..

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  4. That is the sound they make! We get them around our house as well. Nicely done.

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    1. Thank you Alex..they actually have a nice sound as I watched them dance around..

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  5. Great capture! Just as I read your words and write this comment, I can also hear the song of doves in the park across the road.

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    1. Thank you Gabriella they seem to be full of song this day..

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  6. So lovely, that song of hope.....

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    1. We must always listen for the songs of hope when they play...

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  7. Delightful use of words and sound :-)
    ZQ

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    1. Thank you for visiting and your kind words..

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  8. How lovely to hear those doves cooing ~ I like their sounds alternating with your verses ~ Looking forward to this myself ~

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    1. Grace,

      It was a nice way to start the morning..with cooing from the mourning doves..wishing for a beautiful spring day soon..

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  9. oh i 'm glad you shared their song... what a lovely intimate moment... for me there also is always so much hope in their song..it has something so comforting..

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    1. I did enjoy watching them on the shingled roof from my window and I stepped outside so I could hear their song..

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  10. Truedessa, what a lovely poem. I really like the way you repeated the sound of the mourning doves in between describing their actions. They are such beautiful birds, and you were so lucky to be visited by them this morning!

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    1. Thank you Mary..they are very symbolic as well..so a nice visitation..

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  11. I've got two mourning doves living on my roof, Truedessa. I guess it's the cheap rent. They are inseparable.

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    1. Hi Blue,

      Doves usually stay together..singing their songs..hope you are feeling much better these days.

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    2. Some days are good.... some days are not so good, but overall I'm doing so much better :) If only we could fly.

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    3. Well, lets hope for more better days..and keep your eye on
      the sky sometimes it is a beautiful shade of blue.

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  12. a song of hope
    they sing beckoning
    blossoming limbs of spring

    There's so much to appreciate with the coming of spring. But somehow the early anticipation is stained by the lingering winter. Nicely Truedessa!

    Hank

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    1. Hank, the lingering winter has been hard on so many as we
      yearn for signs of spring.

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  13. What a lovely poem, Truedessa. I would have shared this with my students when I was teaching. They would have loved to do the doves' song as a whole class chorus! Take care!

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    1. Hello,

      Thanks for such a lovely comment as I envision a chorus of
      Wooo-coo-oo-oo
      This brought a smile to my face...

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  14. A beautiful song from.nature to us:-)

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  15. I rarely see Doves and I get so happy when I do. :)

    I saw you showcased at Pat's place and came over to wave hello.

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    1. Hi Rosey,

      Thanks for the hello..I gave you a wave as well...

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  16. Love doves...Time ago I saw them every day....~ Having fun as Pat blogroll spun?

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    1. Hi Humbird,

      I had a bit of fun over at Pat's blog 24 hours of chaos as he showcased 24 friends. So many trying to be number one.

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  17. Aww they are such cute little critters.

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    1. Hi Mary,

      Thanks for visiting I saw you showcased over at Pat's place.

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  18. Doves in the morning and doves in the evening always make me sad.
    Visiting from Pat's Birthday Bash

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  19. Nice ... I haven't seen many birds yet. Still too cold here. How cool you spotted the doves and got inspired to write :)

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