My Friend The Collared Dove

A fun poem on a cold, snowy day πŸ˜„

I heard him this morning
while stirring oats for breakfast;
it’s been a month or two at least
and now here he is in the
naked, shivering tree.

“Ah, how lovely”, I said out loud
to no-one,
but he heard me,
“Only a flying visit – pun intended! “,
he said, and winked.
“I’ll be back”.
And off he flew
into the cold, cinereal sky.

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50 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Cynthia Jobin
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 15:50:24

    Very lovely, almost haiku-like, Christine. “Cinereal sky” eh? I had a great good laugh at this, after your recent remark about stealing my “gridelin” sky”! How many ways to paint a wintry sky? Have you ever looked at the sample paint chips for interior latex wall paint in shades of gray? (or is it grey?) They’re endless. Maybe you and I could co-chair the committee that sits around concocting colour names for the fashion industry….just a thought for a Wednesday morning…your afternoon. πŸ™‚

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  2. journeyintopoetry
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 16:03:31

    What a great idea Cynthia! I can see us doing this! 😊 I did think of your gridelin sky when this poem popped into my head and I wanted to ‘pinch’ it but it was the wrong shade so I had to rethink! And yes it’s grey here, the colour I mean – well the weather’s grey too…πŸ˜„

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  3. leamuse
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 16:09:35

    I think Solomon sent the dove to keep an eye on you! πŸ˜‰ Love the poem Christine. Even when things look cold and bleak, something beautiful can be found. πŸ™‚ xxx

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 21, 2015 @ 16:51:13

      Thank you Lea. I have such a thing about collared doves. I wrote a poem ages ago but haven’t posted it yet. In fact I think I’ve written two and mentioned them in other poems. I feel so safe when I hear them! I don’t know why but it’s how they make me feel. So when I heard this one today I thought I must be dreaming; they don’t usually sing on days like this, not in the winter. It was lovely, I couldn’t let it pass without a mention! xxx

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      • leamuse
        Jan 22, 2015 @ 06:45:54

        Understood. It came and sang only to you. Sometimes, it is if they know that we need that and this kind of weather can use all the help it can get. It is lovely! xxx

    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 22, 2015 @ 10:36:28

      πŸ˜„ xxx

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  4. Peter Wells aka Countingducks
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 17:18:22

    I loved that little bird in his “naked tree.” About now I always look at the branches of trees and bushes just to see if there is even the faintest sign of a bud forming. It cheers me up on these cold and character testing mornings

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  5. Libby
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 17:30:50

    Lovely. We have a pair of collared doves that have recently turned up again after a short period of absense, perhaps they are preparing for spring!

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  6. Polly
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 19:30:16

    Love that final line, Christine–always a joy when the doves return πŸ™‚

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  7. katepoet
    Jan 21, 2015 @ 23:40:10

    Jack Frost

    Nipping at my nose and ears,
    the tiny elf pinches my cheeks,
    rosy red glow in the grey chill.

    I recognize him. He visits me each year,
    good will and mischief mingle
    in the icy whirlwinds of winter.

    I welcome dark, dappled clouds,
    snowflake flurries in whirlpools of white;
    whistling wind sweeps the sky bright blue.

    Kit Minden Β© 2015

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  8. lscotthoughts
    Jan 22, 2015 @ 01:53:53

    Aww, this is lovely, Chris! A friendly dove on a snowy day…what could be better but a brush with nature…hugs and blessings, my friend…xo β™₯

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  9. bardessdmdenton
    Jan 22, 2015 @ 20:23:24

    Charming, beautifully descriptive and animated. One to enjoy and treasure and share! All the birds that endure the winter amaze me. XO ❀

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  10. Minuscule Moments
    Jan 22, 2015 @ 21:24:31

    As I read this about your feathered friend, a swallow sings a joyous tune to his mate. More little birdies on the way… me thinks. Enjoyed this gorgeous poem Chris.

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 23, 2015 @ 13:05:52

      Thank you very much Kath! I heard another dove this morning! I just love their call, it’s just a syllable or two different from the wood pigeon but the dove holds a special place In my heart. 😊

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  11. Minuscule Moments
    Jan 22, 2015 @ 21:25:08

    Ps Im glad im not the only one who gets excited at the site of a bird at my window.

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  12. triciabertram
    Jan 23, 2015 @ 00:35:55

    Oh, what a delightful verse. You’ve taken me right into your beautiful moment. I too love to talk to the birds when they come to visit. ❀ xxx

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  13. mihrank
    Jan 26, 2015 @ 09:28:03

    wow – this is such beautiful and wonderful!!

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  14. SuzyHazelwood
    Jan 26, 2015 @ 20:01:07

    Aahh, how beautiful, your favourite bird paid a flying visit! πŸ˜€ I like the naked shivering tree! That is about the right way to describe them at the moment. Although, it has been a very mild winter where I am, only recently got really cold. The birds have been singing in the trees early hours of the morning as if it’s spring or summer. Poor things are totally confused. But on the other hand, maybe they’re not confused, maybe they are singing in celebration that it hasn’t been a hard winter. And I wouldn’t blame them!

    Just thought, you might like this little delight of a video. A man with his favourite hummingbird paying him a visit through his kitchen window ->

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 26, 2015 @ 20:22:32

      Thank you Suzy! I always enjoy your thoughtful comments! And thank you so much for this delightful video! It’s just gorgeous! What beautiful birds they are, their movements amaze me!

      You have been lucky with your weather. It’s been quite cold here in the north and I think we are getting snow again by Saturday. *big sigh*. But it won’t last forever! 😊

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      • SuzyHazelwood
        Jan 27, 2015 @ 18:32:30

        March and April are not far away, life will be much warmer very soon, and I hope you get to go out and about like you did last year. Imagine the blossom on the trees and it will arrive quicker than you can imagine! πŸ™‚

    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 27, 2015 @ 18:50:13

      Suzy, we have a cherry blossom tree that doesn’t know if it’s Christmas or Tuesday!! It always blossoms in December and January, while all the other surrounding ones are patient and wait! I don’t know how it does it! It’s just crazy πŸ˜„ x

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 27, 2015 @ 18:59:13

      πŸ˜„ x

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  15. kathryningrid
    Jan 26, 2015 @ 22:57:04

    It’s trueβ€”the slightest, flightiest of visits breaks that ashen grimness of winter asunder. Love the lighthearted charm of this visit!!
    Happy January, my dearest!
    ❀

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 27, 2015 @ 08:56:09

      We have to create our own fun on these grey January days! I long for frosty sunshine,vbut alas all we seem to be given is the greyness that seems to drag me down. And we will have snow on Saturday, but at least it will brighten the landscape for a short while! 😊 xx

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  16. Wendy L. Macdonald
    Jan 28, 2015 @ 16:35:30

    Christine, how precious that you’ve befriended a dove. I’ll think of you when the doves return to our garden. They’re shy, so I only see them from a distance. Lovely, lovely poem.

    Warm blessings & hugs ~ Wendy ❀

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  17. harulawordsthatserve
    Jan 30, 2015 @ 13:04:43

    This is indeed a wonderfully fun poem Christine. I love the ‘naked, shivering tree’ and the ‘…pun intended’ line. Cinereal, what a wonderful word! I had to look that one up. I hope you’re well my friend, and I’m still looking forward to getting my hands on your up coming book! Any news? Hugs, Harula xxx

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Jan 30, 2015 @ 13:35:10

      Thank you Harula! I had only just been introduced to that word recently myself and was looking forward to being able to use it 😊.

      The book is almost there, so shouldn’t be long at all now.

      I’m well thank you apart from a very painful back. I always have pain there because of my awkward MS gait but it’s become manageable, but I overdid it last week and am now paying for it. But with rest and heat, hopefully it will get a bit better.

      Love and hugs xx

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  18. Norma (Through My Eyes)
    Feb 10, 2015 @ 12:38:59

    A wonderful picture you’ve painted here Christine! I bought a bird feeder and bird bath so I have pigeons visiting now. I don’t think we get doves around here so the pigeons will have to do. Love having them around πŸ™‚

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    • journeyintopoetry
      Feb 10, 2015 @ 13:15:49

      Thank you Norma. It was a bit of fun! But I do have a ‘thing’ about doves, I just adore their call and have done for years. I could listen to them all day. I can hear one right now!! 😊 x

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  19. beckarooney
    Feb 12, 2015 @ 21:33:59

    What a sweet poem! When I’m working outside the birds are always around, they’re my favourite companions. Lovely post! πŸ™‚ xx

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  20. Francina
    Mar 28, 2015 @ 13:25:15

    very, very lovely poem, Christine. I do like the sound of a dove too! I truly enjoyed your poem.! love and hugs ❀ xx

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