By which I mean
The way the robin throws his song
out to the world
The way the herring gull
carves the sky
The way the starlings
create dreams
The way the wren
calls from the hedge
The way the pigeons
swagger across the city square
The way the goldfinch
embroiders a line
between tree and sky
The way the blackbird
melts the world into music
The way the cormorant
opens its wings its arms its heart
to the wind
The way the lark
sings only of summer
The way the buzzard
reminds us to trust the sky
A poem for Brendan at earthweal, celebrating biodiversity.
Sarah writes poems 
I love this, Sarah. All so true, and you can never have too many bird poems.
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Thank you, Merril. I know you are an observer of birds.
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You’re welcome. 😀
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Sarah, such wonderful insights on the habits of birds and so applicable to human diversity! I enjoyed your poem. ❤
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Yes, to all of those things! We have much to thank the birds for – thank you for the reminder 😊
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I love this one too! Carving the sky……
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Ah, this is so lovely. I adore a poem so full of birds. I especially love the buzzard reminding us to trust the sky.
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The birds share everything with us and what do we give back? Pesticides and traps. Yet a world without birds, has anyone ever tried to imagine it?
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I always thought that was the silence of Silent Spring.
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Yes, it is. One of those books that has been quietly forgotten about, maybe because nobody can imagine life without birdsong.
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My heart is leaping with birds now — such a gift. If only it was a suddenly quieter world, instead of this slowly, slowly growing more silent one. Bird by bird, who notices?
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Yes, all are necessary. (K)
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So love love love this – so beautiful and full of joy.
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A fine homage to the birds!
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i love this ~
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We really should be grateful for that generosity.
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