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Poetry Sunday: I Wonder…

 

I Wonder…..

 

 

I wonder what the bird sees when he sees the sun rise.

As he calls across the meadow and the forest far and wide.

Does he see what I see with my wizened hazel eyes?

Yes, I wonder what the bird sees when he sees the sun rise.

 

 

I wonder what the bird thinks as the sun burns bright in the sky.

As the colors shift to azure blue and clouds come rolling by.

Does he think what a beautiful day to go out for fun-filled fly?

Yes, I wonder what the bird thinks as the sun burns bright in the sky.

 

 

I wonder what the bird smells on a warm earth-scented day.

As the flowers open and leaves stretch out to bask in the breeze and play.

Does he smell the aromas of berries ripe and seeds on tall stalks as they sway?

Yes, I wonder what the bird smells on a warm earth-scented day.

 

 

I wonder what the bird feels while grasping the branch so tight.

As the rain pours down, and winds whip round, giving one a fright.

Does he feel the awe beneath him, is he enveloped with delight?

Yes, I wonder what the bird feels while grasping the branch so tight.

 

 

Is there color in his day, and sweet delectable bites?

Is he anxious to be winging and soaring to new unimaginable heights?

Does he feel the astonishment I do when he gazes at nature’s sights?

Yes, I wonder all this as he softly sings me to goodnight.

 

©Donna Donabella 2018

 

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This poem’s opening line came to me one day when I was walking out on a bright lovely morning, hearing the birds singing.  And I wondered……

I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.

 

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I leave you with a few additional words about I Wonder.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

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60 Replies to “Poetry Sunday: I Wonder…”

  1. A reminder that we are far from the only living beings experiencing this planet, and that the others’ experiences of it, perhaps very different from ours, are just as real, just as valid.

  2. I wonder too… maybe the bird only cares if he’s hungry or not, if the earthworms are good or if the neighbor is stealing the seeds… I hope they have time to enjoy the beauty.

  4. My goodness this is wonderfully deep and introspective, Donna! Love “Does he feel the astonishment I do when he gazes at nature’s sights?”

  11. Although birds can neither smell nor taste, I like the thoughts that they can. So much in the wonderings about a tiny bird. I know I will not look at one the same after reading this gorgeous poem.

  12. Its good to stop and contemplate the point of view of our fellow creatures from time to time. It might be a nicer world if we all did.

  13. This is lovely, Donna, and raises the very practical question of which senses are strongest in birds. (I have no idea.) i assume that birds do see color, since they use brightly colored plumage to attract mates; but I wonder if, like the bees, they see a much larger spectrum of colors than we do.

  14. Lovely, lovely! I wonder, too, but meanwhile, your images have me soaring, it could be exactly like a bird.

  15. What a lovely inspirational poem and one I can relate to so well. Yesterday I was watching some sea gulls in the late afternoon. They were on the edge of the shore playing in the low tide completely oblivious and unafraid of the few humans who were walking by and they looked so well and happy. No doubt behavioural scientists will have another explanation but all I know is I saw what I saw:)

    1. Yes scientists seem to think they know, but with each year they discover more about animals we never thought possible….so I still wonder. So happy you liked the poem!

  16. i think it is good to be curious. to know how the other creatures who share this world with us, how they see and hear and feel it.
    i loved the format of the poem, how the first & last lines of the stanzas repeats. it is a real delight to read.

  18. I wonder too, but they are not so complicated as us. They know all about survival being the number aim and ensuring their chicks can fly away to live their own lives.

  22. This is suh a beautiful poem. I like your words of wonder. Thank you Donna I also like the pictures and appreciate your gift.

  24. I was wondering what the two robins in my side garden were thinking as they sat and stared at each other, right before they tore into one another. That action answered my question. The robins can be so territorial this time of year.
    I loved this poem. I watch birds a lot. I am always wondering what they are thinking.

    1. Aren’t you so kind to come and visit my poetry blog Lisa! Yes those robins are very territorial this time of year. I also enjoy watching birds and other critters….it is fun to wonder!

  26. “…Yes, I wonder all this as he softly sings me to goodnight.”
    Beautiful…ans sweet dreams : )
    ZQ

  27. You have taken wings with this poem Donna – especially love:

    “Does he feel the awe beneath him, is he enveloped with delight?
    Yes, I wonder what the bird feels while grasping the branch so tight.

  28. I like your wondering, where it takes you and your reader. Fine images in your poem, and especially like the photo that introduces it,

    Elizabeth

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