Choir in the Trees
by Donal Mahoney
I turn the porch light on
because it’s dark when I go out
to find the morning paper.
It’s still dark when I start back
but when I’m on the porch I reach
inside a little bin for bird seed
and spread it along the banister.
That’s when the choir starts to sing.
It’s too dark to see the birds in trees
watching me spread their seed
but they thank me with a lovely hymn
from the morning tabernacle choir.
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I heard a choir in the trees just yesterday, while walking 🙂
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Valeri Beers is from Bangor, Maine. Her first book of poems titled ...details... was published by Thomas Hill Publishing of Maine in 2014. Valeri is currently working on a second book of poetry. She is inspired to write by listening to music and her need to remember important things. She has been published in a number of anthologies including Literature Today, Qutub Minar Review, Clockwise Cat and Our Day Of Passing (compiled and edited by Ingrid Hall and Franco Esposito. She has also been published in online and print publications including Zest literary magazine, Far Away literary magazine, Kumquat Poetry and The Writer's Drawer.
One of my favorite poets is Erica Jong, check her out at http://www.ericajong.com. Her poetry is very personal, emotional and detailed. She has influenced my work a lot so if you like my poetry, you'll probably like hers as well. Dorothy Parker is another favorite. If you like sarcastic and clever prose and poems, I highly recommend reading The Portable Dorothy Parker from Viking, which has her short short stories and poems.)
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what a beautiful poem Mr. Mahoney.
reminds me of spring… wish it would soon get here in Canada
today snow, snow, and more snow.
Mr . Mahoney your poems are greatly appreciated to read.
they always put a smile on my face
congratulations on your wonderful prose
ritamarie recine