i invite birds to nest
in my chest, tucking twigs
between ribs, they sing
beauty, making a home
my heart is the drum
my heart is the drum
the mom sits on
waiting for it to
hatch, crack &
spill forth new life
spring will come
spring will come
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Such a beautiful life! Lovely work Brian ... hope you're enjoying your weekend.
This feels like a lost poem from another century, Brian...a beautiful, simple and really perfect little piece.
Makes me eager for spring! Delightful!
This one feels like you're channelling your inner Hobbit...feels like it wouldn't be out of place in LOTR somewhere. Love it. :)
oops...signed in as my alter-ego, before. The Hobbit comment was me, Brian. Just Me. :)
-C
Very nicely done. I could feel spring's drumbeat, too.
Love this...you and I seemed to be on the same page today with our post.
Will spring really come? Hard to believe.
I'm counting down the days until spring arrives....
spring will come
spring will come
it's good
i feel like a tree now and think about inviting some birds...smiles
Yes.... Spring will come.
Maggie X
Nuts in May
I felt exactly that way today...spring will come. You express the feeling so well with your wonderful imagery.
oh..........
spring is already here on the west coast.
I am SO hungry for spring this year. The birds can nest in my heart, too... lovely, Brian.
Perfect, during meditation this am watched our resident red-headed couple,mom & dad cardinal, flirting with each other.First day of sun, cloudless blue sky and warming temps after a long icy winter.
thanks
Jim
Oh, Brian, I like this, My heart is the drum she sits on...unexpected image.
I love trees and I love knowing their secret life. And even though I do not have snow, I am just so glad to hear the word spring.
So simple, yet so lovely. The image of the birds nesting in your chest is so startlingly imaginative. Perfect use of repetition and rhyme. Beautiful poem!
Nice poem Brian but trees don't have secret life,the ones who come near the trees have.Trees know everything,they've been there for centuries listening to your laughters and tears and secrets.Sometimes they just stop listening I guess :)
one of my very favs of yours,
absolutely.
thanks for sharing.
Ahhhh, and it will too. I have many birdhouses scattered 'round the Ponderosa and the crazy bluebirds have been tryin' to build nests all winter. This is the first year I've ever seen this happen.
Beautiful poem Man!
God bless and have a wonderful weekend!!!
Lovely and spring will come... from your lips.
It's already here in the Sierra Foothills. Birds everywhere, blossoms on trees, glorious! Come visit!
feeling as rotten as I do this was the medicine I needed, I'm going to close my eyes and dream of spring...
Will it really? Oh I hope so!
Lovely poem!
Hi! Brian...
I have to agree with some Of your previous commenter...This is a call letting us know that spring will come.
This poem is very well-written...Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D
I'm looking out my window and I don't see any of those birds you're talking about building nests! All I see is snow, darn it all!
Who wrote: "I think that I shall never see a poem as lovely as a tree?" Ah . . . yes. . . Joyce Kilmer. . . I had to google it.
Anywho, you catch the essence of that beauty in this poem, Brian. It is truly beautiful.
I love this one. Yes, Spring will come.
BTW... can I get an ETA on that?
;-)
LOVE feeling the poem and longing for spring. I know you are, I know you are.
Ah I love this. :)
Beautiful! And I'm trusting those last lines are true - Sping WILL come.
:)!!!
I often wonder what a tree might thing.. now I know. :)
I love trees...and I love this!
Such sweet words to my ears..I am hoping you are right...hope you and yours are having a spectacular weekend. :)
What a wonderful thought...the tree inviting the bird.
yes it will come; it's just not coming fast enough for me...
God, I hope so. This is like a prayer. Beautiful.
What a beautiful imagery, of a kind open loving homing heart!
And we know you have one! :)
Wonderfully hopeful and sweet!
When did you become like Attenborough? Brian Attenborough! Sounds good. Have your read "The secret life of Plants" by David Attenborough?
Joy always,
Susan
I love trees, knowing how long they have been here and knowing they will be here after I am gone is comforting.........:-)Hugs
You know my sentiments about trees and spring, thus I loved this.;)
The change of seasons is imminent dear friend.;)
Have a great Sunday,
xoxo
Beautiful, spring can not come soon enough. take care . smiles.
A perfect piece to read as I watch the bluetits dart in and out of the nesting box ... so eagerly I await a sight of the fledglings.
Yes : and then it's bloody Autumn again, then winter. What is the point of it all Brian?
I'm eagerly awaiting spring this year... it's been so damn cold!
This gives hope to us all. I do so hope we see baby birds here at the new little hippie house.
Hopefully that isn't a Starlings nest there Mr. tree. But whatever as long as the warmer weather comes.
oh spring, wonderful spring! You know there are tiny buds on my lilac tree outside my window, already. i have heard a few faint tweets this weekend...this one makes me happy, brian. enjoy your sunday! xoo
say it sing it, it will come :)
birds sing beauty - so do you!
HURRAY for SPRING!
BRING. IT. ON!!!!!!!
Oh, I really hope so. The view out the window looks like the frozen tundra.
this is a beautiful treat brian. a beautiful tribute to trees- i adore them.
have a beautiful sunday.
trisha
we are all trees, arent we...some bark a bit rougher, life coursing underneath...some letting it live in their branches...spring, spring, spring....
Just wonderful!
Your words connect me with nature. I love the image of the tree's chest, the mother's waiting for birth and Spring arriving. It makes me happy to think of these things.
killing me with this.
Spring will surely come and the birds will sing even more merry and less hungrily too. :)
Lovely little poem here, Brina. Simple and springy sounding even.
Ahhhhh! I can't wait for spring this year. Enough with the cold! Love the birds and butterflies and summer breezes!
wonderful!
Promise?
Heartwarming..beautiful. Makes one wonder at finding the depth of such tenderness
This is a fun one. Makes me eager to shed all this snow.
Spring can't get here soon enough for me.
how joyful! Woooooohoooooo spring will come
Preparations for spring are well advanced and you remind us of the life that's waiting in the wings.
Signs are showing up here.
I can't decide about how I feel about that image, but I'm with you on the hope for Spring.
awww..what a sweet sweet way to announce the approach of Spring, Brian!! Now I know why you are such an amazing writer/poet!!
My favorite words:
"i invite birds to nest
in my chest, tucking twigs
between ribs."
=)
another terrific piece and this one has such rhythm!
you are so talented. when is that book coming out? are you signing autographs? can we order from you (w/ an autograph)?
Happy V Day!
Well that's a good one! I like the twigs between the ribs- Thanks.
Love this. Hope you are well!
I like this. It's how I see trees also.
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