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Poetry: My Flaming SongBird

Urban Poetry

In this free verse poetry “My Flaming Songbird.”

Spring is such a beautiful time of year, watching life actually just sprouting and moving right in front of your eyes. Colorful flowers and the songbirds singing their happy songs, bouncing from branch to branch. Searching for seeds, or bugs. For me, it’s exhilarating. I found myself with a little spring in my step and a smile too. This little bird is named a Western Tanager. Hope you enjoy!

image of the flaming songbird and poetry about it

I saw a bird outside
my window.
He was like watching
a flickering flame.
The way he jumped
from branch to branch.
With his red bobbing head
and big yellow body.
He made me look again.
It was like a flame flickering
in the breeze.
Moving around
instead of staying in one place.
He was joyful and singing,
With his loud, chuckling call.
I haven’t seen his kind
around before.
I will call…

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