Rise and Shine

in the throes
of January shadows
admire the simplicity
of a blackbird perched
on a limb of silver birch

a songbird whose
sweet notes pour forth
from its tiny fragile throat
to greet my morning

where brushwood twigs
suspended in fine tangles
sweep the sunshine air
bedraggled like bedroom hair
night time beguiling

has made early hours
lighter and brighter
my window eyes smiling

Reviews

[A.H.]

so nice to read this, almost like a song. beautifully imagery, feels good. thanks Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you my friend for stopping by. I appreciate your thoughts.

Chris

[Michael Sun Bear]

Oh Chris, a poem as sweet as birdsong. Birds are special to me, and your poem is special to me!

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Michael for your lovely and uplifting review. So pleased you enjoyed my poem. All the best.

Chris

[Martiya Daman]

Oh, yes. It was completely a time for joy when it was early morning. When I would wake up before school or on Saturday mornings (Probably 5 or 6 am, It was normal for me), I would take it as a blessing and read my books. I would also brush quickly and get a biscuit from the biscuit box. Overall, it's relatable and lovely. I loved enjoying birds chirping and when it rained, it was better.

[Chris Shaw]

Another lovely review from you Martiya. So pleased you found the words relatable. Many thanks dear poet.

Chris

[Writergurl]

Ah, I love this, especially that last stanza, such a beautiful write.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you writergurl. I appreciate you.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

I like those sweet notes, smiles and the lighter, brighter days.
Hope is pouring forth warm beverages

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you so much Sami. Hoping for spring to arrive soon.

Chris

[Sami Khalil]

Hope it does for you. You are welcome

[John the Baptist]

Chris, you do nature poetry so well. In my case, I probably wouldn't be able to be aware of a crow or any other kind of bird until after my first cup of coffee.

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks for the smile and the compliment John. I don’t touch the stuff but I live with coffee addicts and know what you mean.

Chris

[Ken e Bujold]

I always enjoy stopping by, finding the magical in simple things. The grand opening to this poem a tug to my senses to remember the power of everyday gifts of nature.

hope you survived the grand gales well my dear

Ken

[Chris Shaw]

We were fortunate Ken. No gale damage. Thank you so much for stopping by. Much appreciated.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I always admire the simple things...and definitely realate to what you show us here as things

to admire and cherish.

j.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you j. There is much beauty in the simple things in life. Nature is a blessing.

Chris

[Vol]

Chris,
I've been there, sat up, looked around, pulled the covers up, turned on the TV and stayed in bed... I was also smiling...

[Chris Shaw]

Thanks Vol. You made me smile too.

Chris

[Vol]

That makes me gladder than you know!

[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Chris. I am waiting for my birds to return. Michigan birds go south.
"has made early hours
lighter and brighter
my window eyes smiling"
I agree with the above lines. I do enjoy too. Thank you dear friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you dear Coyote. I hope you will have birdsong before too long. All the best to you.

Chris

[Coyote Poetry]

Me too dear Chris. Here in Michigan. Spring don't come till Early April. You are welcome.