Look for his firey colors

About bird watching.

When flocks of leaves 

abscond the arms

of the docile murmuring tree,

red birds and robins

flirting, appear,

like long lost stars

for vehement watchers

entranced by the first

one seen.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

Very nice. There are probably a lot of folks, me included, who love to watch the birds and get excited by the year's first robin, arrival of the hummingbirds and such. Cardinals, with their brilliant red color, are always a delight to see.

[Cherry]

Thank you for your review sir.

[M P Ramesh]

cherry,
I strongly believe its incomplete...ofcourse all poems convey this incompleteness to get completed in the readers' minds. But it still want something I do hope you will again come up with the filled bottle

MPR

[Cherry]

Thank you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the first change is noticed by so many----just as with people...those who are aging, close to passing seem at times to shine their most colorful...as we appreciate them more than ever...

the leaves do fall...but we remember their colors...

j.

[Cherry]

Thank you Mr. C.

[A hare off]

The leaves change to vibrant colors then fall from the trees leaving a blank canvas for new colors to appear, returning beauty to their barren branches. Great writing.

[Cherry]

Thank you for reading my poem.

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

It's beautiful & really very true! The red birds and robins flirting, appear, like long lost stars always!
Thanks for sharing :)

[Cherry]

Thank you for reading.

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

Welcome for sharing :)