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By Verna Cole Mitchell
01/30/13
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“I’m tired,” said the small brown wren,
“Of melodies I’m singing.
My father taught these tunes to me
Ere ever I went winging.

There’s too much repetition here
And such monotony.
I wish I knew a song or two
With more variety.

I’d like to trill like the whippoorwills
Before the night is through
Or even screech like the great horned owls,
Forever asking “who?”

I wouldn’t “caw” like coal black crows.
I find them way too loud—
Repeating single syllables,
Then strutting off so proud.

I might shrill like the sandpipers
Along the eastern shore
Or scream like eagles on the wing
As they begin to soar.

I would not squawk like the parrots,
Repeating what they hear,
Or even go “quack” like the ducklings
Who waddle everywhere.

Each whistle and warble and peep—
The mockingbird mimics them all,
Replays then the concert he’s borrowed
As part of his own mating call.

I guess if all birds tired of singing
The songs sung so often before,
Our twitters and tweets would be silenced
And sadly be heard nevermore.”

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01/31/13

Lovely poem with beautiful imagery and messages.

God bless~

02/01/13

I love the creativity with this bird song, which is so perfect for this topic (especially the parrot). And what a title! and your fun play on words with twitter. :) We never tire of the songbirds and we have the ravens here, and find them quite comical. I so agree with your ending stanza and it almost made me sad to think of a world without songbirds. Love this!

02/04/13

This is beautifully written, well-focused. A delightful, colorful and "sound-filled" read.

02/04/13

Gentle and thought-provoking. I sometimes think what a limited vocabulary each bird has, but what a wonderful chorus they provide together.
And did you know why trucks kill more crows in New England than cars do?
It's because of the lookout crow whose job it is to warn other crows attending to roadkill.
These lookout crows call call out "Caw!" but they can't say "Truck!"

Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom

02/08/13

Oh this was a delightful read. I have just in the last year or two become interested in the birds, especially in the spring. I marveled at a screech owl perched in my back yard and love the way the killdeer makes its nest and then keeps the babies safe from would-be predators with its broken wing trick. Your piece made me smile and I look forward to the days when I can once again check out the birds God gave me as a special I love you to me. Congratulations for ranking 20 overall!

Margaret Kearley

02/08/13

Verna, I've just read this lovely poem and love it! Another so inventive take on the subject of 'Repeat' - I've been amazed at the wonderful variety FWs have thought of - just great! I love these thoughts on birdsong and once again, loe your humour and your great rhymes. Many thanks.

Loren T. Lowery

02/08/13

Verna, perfectly in tune with nature - I loved this - so creative yet tangible. Looks like we both had "birds" on the mind when writing for this topic. Yours is simply more poetic and like I said, it's a winner in my book!