Charmed Chaos
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Oh That I Could Fly
A fleeting flash of stark gray and white
a pompous cocking of feathered tail
as his melody dances on air
The forest is in awe of his vast repertoire
for the mockingbird can sing almost anything
as he remembers each note any bird croons
Flitting from limb to limb, serenading the trees
flying from dense thicket to lush valley green
spreading his bright song of joy everywhere
Now a graceful waltz lingers as he takes wing
and from my ruby lips escapes a heavy sigh
As I whisper to the nascent breeze,
Oh, that I could fly!
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poets Pub: Poetics- Flights of Fancy
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
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Charmed Chaos 
Aww, this is quite empowering and beautiful. I love this piece, especially with how you wrote it. Your take on the prompt is fantastic. I can just hear the mockingbird’s song, and it’s serene. This is, overall, beautifully written with a curiosity of nature around us as it lives. Excellent piece!
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Thank you so much.
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I’ve never seen or heard a mockingbird, but your piece recreates that experience wonderfully; thanks.
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Thank you Glenn.
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I specially love this part:
spreading his bright song of joy everywhere
Such an uplifting message. I sure wish I could fly too.
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If we have them here in Missouri, I’ve not seen them. However, I did see &hear one when visiting Shreveport, and my friend pointed out how it changed it’s call.
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Yes, they are quite the songsters!
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I love the sound of this poem, Linda, lyrical and fluid. I love the alliteration in ‘fleeting flash’, and the image of the ‘pompous cocking of feathered tail’.
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Thank you Kim!
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Wonderful tribute poem to the mockingbird. “Everybody, have you heard….”
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Thanks Lisa!
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I wish I could hear one – lovely subject you chose Linda
“Now a graceful waltz lingers as he takes wing“ – divine lines
P.s. hope you don’t mind me saying here but I do pray that you are on the road to recovery
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I got great news today Laura- no chemo needed, only radiation!! Thank you- don’t mind at all. ❤️🙏🏻
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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