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Friday, November 27, 2015

GOOD BYE DOVES



Doves sit on the courtyard wall
making their dove-y coo-y call.
Saying hello and good bye
before they fly 
into the blue, blue sky.

  The doves usually huddle on my back hurricane fence, but today they all sat on the wall in front of the house so I'd be sure to see them.  They didn't want to be missed.  Have you ever missed something?  What was it?  Can you write a poem today about something missed?  Have fun writing.

Cold turkey sandwiches are de-lish.
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16 comments:

  1. Linda BNovember 27, 2015 at 5:17 AM

    Nice, that 'dove-y coo-y call'. Doves are scarce in my neighborhood. I think it's too shady.

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:44 AM

      Linda,
      There are lots of doves and pigeons in Tucson. Friends tell me that the pigeons hang out south of Speedway (a main street in town that cuts through the U of AZ campus) and the doves are north. It is like the railroad tracks that separated the two sides of old southern towns.

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  2. Mary LeeNovember 27, 2015 at 6:33 AM

    I like how the doves "asked" to be your poem today! Great reminder to keep our eyes open!

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  3. UnknownNovember 27, 2015 at 8:04 AM

    Even if they don't live in Hawaii, I hope a complementary set of doves find a way to welcome you to your new home. Harbingers of peace, may peaceful be the watchword of your move. God bless you!

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:45 AM

      There are lovely little rock doves in Hawaii. They have really loud voices and move like the waves on the ground.

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  4. RosiNovember 27, 2015 at 1:25 PM

    I love our mourning doves. Thanks for the nice poem.

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:46 AM

      The doves in Tucson are mostly white-winged doves.

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  5. CarolNovember 27, 2015 at 3:26 PM

    A lovely poem and a lovely invitation to write. Best wishes on your move! We may have to hold a Poetry Friday convention in Kaui!

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  6. HeidiNovember 28, 2015 at 4:53 AM

    Hello and goodbye--goodbye and hello. Wouldn't it be lovely to have a series of poems, all dovey and cooey, about the things you will miss, and then another set of poems about the thing that greet you in Kaui? Enjoy, enjoy, enjoy the shift.

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:48 AM

      Great idea, Heidi. Thank goodness for the Poetry Friday Roundup. I have my cyber friends I can get together with each week.

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  7. Donna SmithNovember 28, 2015 at 12:03 PM

    My dad used to call them CooBirds...
    Love how they lined up so picturesquely! How could you not write about them when they ask so politely?

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:50 AM

      Love CooBirds. That word deserves it's own poem. Lovely.

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  8. Robyn Hood BlackNovember 28, 2015 at 8:08 PM

    Hawaii! I can't wait to read about what inspires you there. Wishing you all the best.
    I've always loved mourning doves - thanks for sharing these!

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    1. JoyDecember 1, 2015 at 12:52 AM

      Robyn,
      Our house hasn't sold yet. I'm getting very anxious about that. I know you know the feeling. Thank you for your snail-,ail card.

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  9. Linda A.November 29, 2015 at 5:05 PM

    Joy,
    I'm so glad your wildlife friends continue making farewell visits. Enjoy!

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