Little Bird Lost

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton

O, singing bird—

why did you fly away

just when I was

enjoying

the color

in your feathers

as well as

your song?



 

 

 

 

If I could lure my singing bird
From his own cozy nest
If I could catch my singing bird
I would warm him on my breast
For there’s none of them can sing so sweet
My singing bird as you.

Irish Traditional Song





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17 thoughts on “Little Bird Lost

  1. Oh Wow, Diane–this is fabulous! I love your inclusion of the traditional Irish song, too!! Hope things are going well for you–God bless you–love, Caddo

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    • Hi, Caddo. Thanks so much. Yes, that is one of my favorite Irish ballads. Things are good with me … one door closed … but others will open, I’m sure. Hope you are very well – apologies for not keeping up with your blog in a more timely fashion. Blessings and love, Diane

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  2. This is beautiful once again! Those little birds do fly about so quickly. I wish they would stay a while, but since they return frequently through the day to feed, I get my nature enjoyment anyway!

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  3. Hi Diane, lovely, both the artwork and poem 🙂 I love those birds, (“koolmezen” in Dutch, are they called blue tits in English? Or are those the ones with the blue heads? “Pimpelmezen”)

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  4. Diane this is just what I needed this morning. This comment follows from my email to you just to say my gratitude has taken off like your little bird. I am so grateful for you and all your posts which really do brighten the darkest days.

    I need to keep things simple today and this beautiful little poem is telling me to do just that.

    Love and hugs

    Christine xxxxxx

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    • Hi, Christine. Sorry it took me a few days to reply to your lovely comment. I think that’s why I return to nature so often for inspiration … it always offers something for reality and the imagination … and, despite all its complexities, reminds us of how to simply BE. XO Diane

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  5. I’ve often wondered why watching birds is so therapeutic, comforting and inspiring… Your drawing and poem capture the essence of that longing so well, and the folk song is an added treat. Thank you for such a lovely post!

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    • Hi, Barbara. Thank YOU for your wonderful comment! Yes, my life would be poor indeed without the color and music of birds – a longing that is fulfilled everday as long as I keep those feeders replenished. Blessings!

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      • Don’t you worry about it, Diane. I’ve taken time off from blogging a few times…and of course just moved and am just now getting back into it again. You never have to feel like you’re playing catch up with me. I’m happy to have you visit whenever life gives you the opportunity. I’m enjoying that little munchkin so much. Honestly, after having my own two…she is just the sweetest little gift…just an angel. xoxo

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