Lovely verse. My two cents: I think you could cut out alot of the articles. Also, some of the rhyme seems a bit forced. Here are the first stanzas as I see them.. and of course I would carry through. I'll have some work up in a bit if you would like to trade critque. Either way, I enjoyed this poem and all the avian splendor. :)
Songbirds gather in morning mist,
to greet the rising sun,
like woodwinds from an orchestra,
united, sing as one.
From warbling calls of mated wrens,
that sing throughout the day,
to staccato cries of t yellowthroats,
I listen to what they say. (this line seems forced)
With sardonic scorn a crow does caw,
no care to current song.
Others will ignore the brute,
keeping harmony all along. (this line seems forced)
Lovely verse. My two cents: I think you could cut out alot of the articles. Also, some of the rhyme seems a bit forced. Here are the first stanzas as I see them.. and of course I would carry through. I'll have some work up in a bit if you would like to trade critque. Either way, I enjoyed this poem and all the avian splendor. :)
Songbirds gather in morning mist,
to greet the rising sun,
like woodwinds from an orchestra,
united, sing as one.
From warbling calls of mated wrens,
that sing throughout the day,
to staccato cries of t yellowthroats,
I listen to what they say. (this line seems forced)
With sardonic scorn a crow does caw,
no care to current song.
Others will ignore the brute,
keeping harmony all along. (this line seems forced)
This is so very good it is going into my favorites! great rhyme, great imagery! I am going to get on my husband's case to put up that birdfeeder he got me for Mother's Day! Actually, i have been, but now I am inspired to intensify my efforts1
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