If I’m honest, most days I find waking up with the birds is for the birds, but on both of my visits to Maui I found that time just before the sunrise to be very peaceful and one of my favorite things. This poem was inspired by my recent visit.

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Morning Birds

 

In the pre-dawn dim,

while stars twinkle their last,

I sit on the porch, sipping tea,

and listen to crepuscular birds

prepare to break the day.

A cacophony of cheeps and chirps, caws and coos,

they twitter and tweet,

and beat their wings against the sky.

Wake up! Wake up!

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAA rooster crows in the distance, loud and insistent–

Cock-a-doodle-do! Cock-a-doodle-do!

Wake up! Wake up!

I breath deep, filling my lungs with light and hope

as the sun climbs slowly over the mountain.

A red-crested woodpecker cocks his head in greeting,

but keeps silent in the morning melee;

in the space of a breath, he is soaring high and free,

and I am left behind, wishing I could fly.
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~Elise Skidmore ©2016

 

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