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Saturday, June 6, 2015

DOVES

Maddening dove calls
coo-cooing-cooing-cooing
Squab for dinner.



 Fill your paper with the breathing of your heart.  William Wadsworth
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4 comments:

  1. Linda A.June 7, 2015 at 11:36 AM

    Joy,
    The sounds in this are fun...coo-cooing-cooing-cooing and squab. How could you not like saying 'squab?' It gives your mouth a work out.

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    1. JoyJune 9, 2015 at 9:07 AM

      Do you think there is a relationship between the cooing of the squab and the verb squabbling? Or a quarrel being a squabble? I can see this is going to generate another poem. Thanks.

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  2. UnknownJune 9, 2015 at 2:35 AM

    Dove always a good subject for poem

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    1. JoyJune 9, 2015 at 9:08 AM

      Thanks for stopping by and reading my poem.

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