For DVerse “meeting the bar” this week, where we are trying quintains. The rhyme scheme for an English quintain is ABABB. Also inspired by Fandango’s one-word challenge of the day, “Melody”.
Sweet birdsong on a winter morn
Is frail, and it is somehow bold:
It sings of a day yet unborn,
Hope of renewal for the old,
Hope of some warmth in snowy cold.
But it does sing!!
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What would the soundtrack of the world be without birds?
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I love listening to the bird songs and can do with more warmth during the winter nights.
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This is beautiful.
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That juxtaposition of frail and bold is perfect.
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Singing of a day yet unborn……sublime.
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RW, I lied this… 🙂 a gentle feel. and positive in its message…?
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I like that frail but bold melody.
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I love the thought that birdsong on a winter morn can be both frail and bold – hopeful. 🙂
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Lovely. And it’s so funny because yesterday in the cold, I noticed how so many birds were singing.
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