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  Early Morning Conversation
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Saturday, August 25, 2012
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“What are the voices of birds, but words,

Our words, only so much more sweet.”


Robert Browning



I often drive my poor wife crazy

Believing that the birds talk to me

It was a little after dawn the other day

When I heard this one calling from a tree


“Hello, Hello! You There, You There! See Me! See Me!”

So I jumped out of bed and I raced to the window

“Sweetie, Get Up and Listen To This Bird Talking!”

“Oh, no. Not again. Please! Just leave me alone…”


I very quickly got dressed, and I rushed out the back door

And soon, I was engaged in a conversation with a blue bird

To some people like my spouse, birds seem to sing gibberish

But for some reason, in their many songs, I always hear words


“Hello! Hello! My Early Morning Visitor! What Is It That You Want?”

And now, there was utter silence as my tiny feathered visitor looked down

But suddenly, he seemed to reply to my inquiry, as he started singing again

“Feed Me! Feed Me!” so I happily tossed some thistle seeds on the ground


Now, he eagerly flew down from the tree branch and ate his nourishing meal

While I wondered why my spouse and many others could not ‘speak bird’

After he dined, he took to wing, and as he flew off and away, he sang again

And echoing in the wind were his words, “Thank You! Thank You!” I heard


This tiny feathered early morning conversationalist was a marvelous Indigo Bunting

Probably on a needed break from his yearly autumn journey back down to Brazil

As I headed back inside I soon heard my spouse badgering me from the bedroom

“You are truly one loco gringo! Talking to the pejaros at dawn! What a ridiculo thrill!”


“What? I can’t seem to understand you, Sweetie;

Is that Spanish or English you’re speaking??!!”



©A Delightful Dawn in Late August of 2012, Mr. Ed






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Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 8/27/2012
I do exactly the same thing...only it's Blue Jays that I talk too...I imitate their calls when they come to the trees in our backyard...they rag at me until I put out almonds for them...guess I've spoiled them a little feeding them almonds...however I do have a peanut feeder back there for them too...giggle....awesome story, Ed!

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope) 8/26/2012
I am reading your wonderful poem as the day breaks here in Sweden and from a distance I am hearing some birds, chirping but not singing. I guess they are not travelers like your blue-feathered visitor but family members who are welcoming the day with fervor. I beleive that everything I get in contact (both living and non-living) speak to me in one way or the other. It is only me who do not bother to give attention to what they are saying and that is where I make the mistake. Thank you Ed.Kostro you seem to understand more to the birds than we human beings and more connected to nature than any other human being. This blue-feathered visitor has been lucky to show up at your house because you understand the language he speaks not like someone I know of, who have received such a friend like yours quite early in the morning when he was still in bed. He thought this bird is disturbing him and so he immediately grabbed his pistol, silenced the bird with one shot and went back to his sleep.
Reviewed by John Flanagan 8/26/2012
this is a delight to senses and to spirit, Ed;
i wish my frequent visitor kingfisher were as
melodious but (s)he makes up for it in
exquisite plumage

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 8/26/2012
Adorable poem, Ed; well done!

Maybe one day Mean Tall Woman will understand your love for animals. I pray she does!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by m j hollingshead 8/26/2012
enjoyed the read, understand perfectly, i talk to spiders in the yard, heh

Reviewed by Ronald Hull 8/26/2012
We don't got no indigo Buntings down here in Texas. Got no Eastern Blue birds neither. I'm jealous as hell! I think the reason your wife was speaking Spanish is because birds from Brazil Portuguese. No wonder neither you or I can understand women. ;-)

Think I'll go talk to my Mockingbird. He speaks all kinds of bird talk. Why is he always mocking me?

Reviewed by Christine Alwin 8/25/2012 the fun ending. I am somewhat obcessed with my birds. *The hummingbirds need to double their weight before their long journey across the gulf, I encourage anyone to put out nectar for them as I just watched a program expressing how the flowers are fewer than usual and they need our help. (1 cup sugar to 4 cups water...boiled and cooled :)
Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER 8/25/2012
You know Ed, you help my questioning myself, and you sure made me smirk, I said to the wife, look that little blue jay and all the racket it's making, it's talking to me, it's yelling at me, where the food, and here you are confirming that I'm not crazy, or we both are, bless ya!
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 8/25/2012
Oh! So very true *Mr Ed* as I
hear them as well...either they
are foreseeing frightning weather
or wanting some food to eat...both
of which I adhere to...You rang
the bell with this one....

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by Odin Roark 8/25/2012
Oh, if only we were ALL wired to understand silence, knowing it is but a prelude to really hearing... as this poem suggests. Beats hell out of listening to the incessant drivel emanating from the mouths of adults determined to remain adolescent.
Reviewed by Amber Moonstone 8/25/2012
How lovely to wake to such beauty. You are truly a blessed man, Ed!

Much peace, love and light,
Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley 8/25/2012
Ahhh but nature does speak to us each and every day.
We must merely listen and as I would say for you, you
are quite tuned into nature. You recognize her harking
to you and come to the call. They know your yard is
their sanctuary and they know you understand them
completely. So they speaking their morning songs to
you and their adieu's and thanks. They know "su casa
es mi casa" :)

Wonderful story of your early morning Mr. Ed

Love and Light
Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 8/25/2012
lol this is adorable & so sweet
and Ed I agree with you they do say "feed me"
as my back yard sanctuary guests always let me know
when the feeders pale, and too I love how they all chime
in when I am filling the feeders :) & then their happy songs

Adoring The Hummingbirds Over Coffee
Reviewed by Tom Hyland 8/25/2012
Peewee... Great pic. Obviously someone done tole u bout the BIRDS N THE BEES when u wuz a youngun! EL GRINGO ESTA MUCHO LOCO! ¿SU COMPRENDE AMIGO ?
Reviewed by T Jett (Reader) 8/25/2012
That's why I'm out of bed by dawn, Ed. Have my coffee with the birds and just listen. There's been a time or two, I'd talk back. I have 4 bird houses on my plumeria tree right off my patio so I could enjoy my feathered friends even more. Beautiful images, Ed and adored the humor ...
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