Colors of the Wind
by Susan K. de Vegter
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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Birds in flights of fancy, making their way north.
Canvassing the blue skies, necks stretched for all their worth.
Beating wings that struggle...squawks and quacks aloud...
Geese with tails a waggle, in and out of clouds.
Some form "V's" of letters, others leave vapor trails
All with wings to steer them, resting as they sail.
Into drafts for Windstorks, gliding like a jet.
To rookeries in south marshes...mid Cypress trees to rest.
Small birds gently gather among pine tree limbs to roost
Pyracanthor berries...Their energies to boost.
Like buckshot out of bushes, as birds charge and swiftly fly.
Into clouds that gently shift...like dark forms in the sky.
Off into the distance...Heading north as winds do blow,
Old Man Winter's closing...His chilly, wintry doors.
Springtime's around the corner, and with her comes the sweet..
Calls of nestling's fuzzy balls. Bluebirds for their sweet...
Hearts to woo for mating, bird boxes for their homes.
They mate for life as we should...and never do they roam.
So dedicated feathered friends...among my garden here..
New buds of spring heard calling, these colors of the wind.
They visit every season, for the joys that they convey...
We feed them within reason...till they're off and on their way.
So welcome, feathered fancies, come nest and feed my eyes.
Your colors are my wonder, as your rainbows kiss the sky.
© 1999 Susan K. de Vegter
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|Reviewed by Rose King
|Love the word content and they way this flowed
and the ending is simply beautiful....
|Reviewed by Douglas Bentley
|This reads as if you were flying beside these birds.
The wonders they see
What nature will be
Nothing we lack
Sky Blue & Black
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
|Wonderful imagery and piccy; perfect!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
|Reviewed by Amber Moonstone
It is always a pleasure to read your wonderful work. Colors of the Wind flows so freely just like those birds in your photo..
Peace, love, and light,
|Reviewed by Annabel Sheila
|Lovely write. I love poetry about nature...and this one is beautiful!
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart
|I love your poetry Susan, the images and metaphors in this are amazing|
|Reviewed by Paul Judges
|Excellent writing, Susan|
|Reviewed by John Bidwell
|Our souls need the beauty of nature.
Thanks for feeding us this bounty.
|Reviewed by richard cederberg
|Fantastic image and an equally fantastic write.
Rich with imagery and intelligence.
Eleven years old too - goodness where has it gone?
Blessings Belle ...
|Reviewed by Ronald Hull
|Wonderful. Without migrations, many birds would go unseen. The local rookery of cattle egrets enables me to see three buzzards from my suburban backyard yesterday.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Truly beautiful wite Susan and with such intensity it brings the outdoors alive with each line...
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|beautiful write, the coming of so mny species is so glorious!|
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|Amazing natures call / A sight to behold / You made the migration even more special than it is, Susan, with you carefully flowing poetry / I hear their voices in the distance of my mind.|
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Gorgeous write, Susan. Very well done indeed.|
|Reviewed by John Domino
|Beautiful poem and awesome photo. Reminds me of our pelicans here in Florida. Loved it!
John Michael Domino