Five minutes before the alarm — birdsong, birdsong.
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Jon Summers
Jon lives and work in South Wales, working as an IT consultant. Outside of writing poems short and long, and the occasional piece of fiction, he blogs on the i newspaper's puzzles. A book of prose and poetry, Niamh, is available from Amazon. View all posts by Jon Summers
Absolutely lovely Jon.
I can clearly relate to this!
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birdsong
A frequent exerience expressed to perfection.
i love it… you're absolutely right… and certainly the song birds make a more pleasant sound to awake to than the alarm
Well done! I perfectly know this feeling….
When I read it, I read the word "alarm" like a fire alarm…which gave it a bit of a twist. Funny what connotations can do to you…
Excellent. The most beautiful form of morning.
Yes~! I love waking up to the birdsong, birdsong~!
Wonderful~!
Thanks all for the kind comments!
I don't know where my comment went, but I love it too! ;-)
A lovely way to appreciate and celebrate all our senses. My husband is very sad because he has gradually lost much of his hearing and can't hear birdsong any more even with his hearing aids.
the repetition of the word- birdsong- is especially good in this… it is good in itelf, in reference to the birds… but because alarms being repetitive- often double toned, I like it even more! It really makes me hear the alarm clock ringing… and birds chirping at the same time…and makes me smile!
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