'The Early March Morn' A Poem

14 years ago

I wrote this a couple of years ago. It is the way I feel when I see the first martin of the season. Thought I would share this with all here especially the more northern people that are still putting up with Old Man Winter's wicked ways worse than here in western Ky...Purple Martins are so cool in every way and they truly are like the swallows of Capistrano here in the East...Mike

The Early March Morn

by Bluesman

The early March morn dawns cold and clear

But all creatures sense it, a big change is near

No longer will snow and ice dominate the scene

For it is now old and rotting as the water is set free!!

The daffodils smile as the warm sun burns,

The yellow petals exclaim, now it is our turn!

Honeybees buzz, woodpeckers drum

Waiting for the answer soon to come from above.

The Robin sings softly still not quite sure

Is it all over? Will the warmth endure?

All birds go silent as the clouds roll back in

For still no answer from a long awaited friend.

As the cold rain begins to fall hope seems to fade

Where is the Master?Will we see him today?

When all of a sudden the lightning bolt strikes!!

The steel blue flashes!! Oh the blinding light!!

From the hand of God he pours out his love

The land is renewed by this King high up above!

All creatures rejoice and they welcome him home

For he is the Harbinger,they have waited so long!

More powerful than the sunshine he melts the remaining snow

He will not be upstaged!! This is his amazing show!!

Diving faster than lightning he surveys all he creates

He is the awaited one, now all can come and play!

The Robin sings loudly! The BluebirdÂs heart jumps in his chest!

He zooms down in between them, He is simply the BEST!

He circles out wide and once again ascends

He grabs another piece of heaven and brings it back down to his friends!!

His hot steel feathers burn away the cold,cold rain

Upon his perch he preaches and he ends all their pain!

For he is the Master, He alone commands the scene

He kicks open the door!! He is Full Blown Spring!!!

Bluesman 2006

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rachel_frome_ky
14 years ago
Sounds like you love those birds! One place you can submit those poems is http://www.poetryinnature.com/
bluesman
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14 years ago
Rachel,

The Purple Martin is like a God Among birds bigtime smile..They are as American as baseball and your grandma's apple pie. They are the true harbinger of spring and once you hear that voice overhead or see that black jet form knife across the sky you know winter is dead for good. I had 124 pairs last year here that fledged nearly 500 babies. They cannot all return to nest here and I hope they find other caring folks that put up a proper martin house or gourds equipped with starling resistent entrances and start new colonies. There is no comparison between a beautiful springtime blue\black martin and a starling Rachel..The martin puts them to shame. One martin perched amidst a bunch of McDonald's parking lot,french fry eatin' starlings would look like a flowering daisy in a field of cockleburrs big grin..Love them so much.

Glad you liked my poem Rachel. I see you live in Ky. Well if you are ever over towards Owensboro you would be welcome to come and watch the martins here on a warm summer evening or morning. They are a treat. By eliminating the invasive species anyone can have a nice colony of them in no time if they put up the proper house and\or gourds...Mike
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To all who love them and all our treasured native birds. We have so many of them in this country that are so unique. From the Eastern Bluebird to the Bald Eagle..From the tiny Brown Creeper to the Pileated Woodpecker. From the haunting,magical flute of the Wood Thrush to the springtime call of the American Woodcock. They are all so special and no other continent has birds as cool as our own in my opinion.This poem I wrote one early March morning a couple of years ago is what the Purple Martin means to me. May they always be a part of our summers and thanks to all who care for them and provide them proper nesting cavities each year...Mike

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