Fleeting Moments, Poetry
Fleeting Moments
Fleeting Moments
Bob Marley - Three Little Birds
And, this bird loves to sing its songs...
Notes of Joy
Fleeting Moments
Holographic blue, and crimson green satin,
shimmer beneath the sun, as soft-pink silk
glistens upon the edges of tiny, intricate wings.
Caressed by the cool, gently flowing sea breeze,
glossy wings stroke the azure skies,
dreamily; effortlessly.
And, this bird loves to sing its songs!
In the distance, vaguely noticeable against the daytime hustle,
high-pitched, yet sweetly delicate notes of joy, echo throughout
the deep, lavender skies.
While barely detectable, fading into the background,
these whimsical, cheery songs manage to lure
the busy ones below, into an invisible connection
of deep sentiment, inspiring fleeting moments of love,
kindness, and tenderness, toward one another.
And, this bird loves to sing its songs!
A continuous connection- an interaction- between nature, and ourselves, exists, even if we are not always fully aware of it. Of course, this is meant to be, since The Lord created all of nature, as well as creating us! However, it is through the universal manipulation of our external environment that we find this connection being altered, at times. But, nevertheless, this great, steadfast bond is still there.
Fleeting Moments
Fleeting Moments
Fleeting Moments
Fleeting Moments
© 2017 Yancosky
Comments
AUTHORManatita, your words mean a lot to me since you are such an exquisite poet. Thank you so much!
Hugs,
Tamara
Your birds are extremely beautiful and so was Marley's Heart. Your poem is exquisite!
- AUTHOR
Dream On,
Birds are a joy to see and also to hear. And, your comments are a joy to read!
The birds are back to nibble and peck. It wouldn't it be strange if all birds are related in some way like people. The ancestry of birds. Just what curious minds want to know. I enjoyed the lovely pictures once again.
- AUTHOR
Thank you, Dream On, for coming by to visit the birds :-)
Tamara
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I see no birds in the snow. So you know where I had to go. The most beautiful words matched up with the amazing little creatures that bring mountains of joy. Thank you for sharing and caring.
- AUTHOR
Michael, your comments bring me great joy and inspiration. Thank you!
Hugs,
Tamara
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I enjoy seeing the birds any time of the day. Now when I don't see them in my yard I know I can come here and enjoy their colors and their beauty. One of Gods special creatures. I come here happy and leave even happier. How nice is that. Thank you for sharing.
- AUTHOR
Thank you, Chitrangada! I love feeding the birds, too :-)
Thank you for your delightful comment.
Tamara
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Beautiful poem and I agree with you that nothing is more precious than love!
Your pictures of birds are lovely and the birds are an inspiration indeed.
My morning are lovely, because I spend it with them. I love feeding them and watching their activities—wipes away all the stress !
Thanks for sharing this excellent poem!
- AUTHOR
Ryan,
Thank you so much! Your comment made my day :-)
I will be by soon to check out more of your rhymes, too!
Tamara
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Loved it. The way you lined everything up was amazing. Reading this made me want to dig deeper into myself. Keep up the good work
- AUTHOR
William,
Thank you so much!
Tamara
xxxxx
I'm really not too familiar with Bob Marley, but your words are fine, and I loved the pics. Great job, Tamara!
- AUTHOR
Flourish,
We have lots of birds of all colors, and many songs, that fly amongst the many trees in our backyard. It is such a blessing to watch them, and see their pretty colors!
Thank you for your kind visit!
Xxxooo
- AUTHOR
Louise,
Yes, birds are such a beautiful blessing from The Lord, and can brighten any day with their sweet songs :-)
Thank you for your lovely visit!
xxxxooo
I love nature-inspired poetry and especially birds. We feed so many of them in our backyard and live to watch them. Our cats enjoy watching from the windows too!
Birds are such beautiful little creatures. I loved your poem Tamara. The photo's are so cute. I love bird watching and listening to them sing. They bring such joy, don't they?
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