Home
This place is like no other
I make of it what it is
Mind and spirit
Self
Family
No effort too big
No element too small
It is mine, and it is home
Kerfe got me to thinking about robins, so I watched this one for an hour this morning, as it it gathered grass for a nest. And so, this poem. (Off prompt for Day 26 of NaPoWriMo.)
Photo: American Robin (screenshot from video)
Other video poetry can be found here.
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Enjoyed the read and the video, beautiful
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Thank you. ๐
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My pleasure ๐
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Maybe off-prompt for NaPoWriMo … but right-on for right-now! Nest building season in full gear.
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Thanks. I enjoyed being an observer.
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Sweet! Such a beautiful sound. I miss it. Seems the Robins are still scarce in this area. Hopefully soon. ๐ Perfectly put together with your lovely poem I might add.
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Thank you!
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Thanks Ken! I’m smiling. (K)
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Lovely, Ken. I’m reading these out of order–so it could also apply to your daughter’s move.
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Thank you, Merril. I like that thought.
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Wonderful video and poem, Ken! (I love the Robin’s song…. ๐ )
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Thank you, Betty.
What’s a spring morning without a robin’s call?
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