Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
brings backmemories, maybe If, like you, we serenade spring Dear Doug, it'll come sooner ;)
catbird, catfish....and then the cats themselves...I like how they appear in your poems :) & coincedence I was reading my journal of last June...and selected one for posting...just in the look out for a picture :)wishes, devika
We don't have catbirds in the UK, so I had to look it up. I get the impression that they make a wailing sound. A nice juxtaposition of images Magyar...
I am thinking celebration.
This makes me feel so nostalgic and peaceful at the same time.
Catbirds imitate other animals, the Hülskrabbe (Ilex) helps against witchcraft. So I see your lyrical I travelling from the rim of your glass onto the river of your drink into the land of ... somewhere. Very nice.Best wishesRalf
hmm, a catbird conjures images, nice choice.
Nice one... :)Best Wishes,Sam..
weather changes seem to affect our mood. hope you enjoy what lies ahead. :)have a good day Magyar! :)
__Grey Catbirds are mimes, mockers of sorts, echoes to which I relate... their common voice, a muew. Most of their time is spent unseen in the under-growth as they seek existance. But, I've found them quite friendly, and as I speak to them, they answer... my summer friends.__I thank you all for your very kind comments and visits! __Welcome Iriz! _m
love to look at birds myself; they are such beautiful creaturesmuch lovegillena
Lieber Magyar,Now I read so much when youand I like very, I come againWelcome, Rachel
Winter came and laid its soft blanketo'er the landSpring, refreshed from slumberlifts its head quietly from the sand
Gillena... I thank you, your visits and comments are always welcome.Tim... I love your comment, seems echoes to a recent comment at your blog, and this post.Rachel, Welcome... please feel free to visit at any time, danka and lieber to you all! _m
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