Comments on: Your story in my blog : Birds by Barbara Zedler

By: qazertyuiop

qazertyuiop — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 11:56:04 +0000

yes ) its soundproof

By: Barbara Zedler

Barbara Zedler — Sat, 04 Jul 2009 19:36:42 +0000

Dear Melyssab79,

I am very proud to have inspired you to write such a lovely poem! :)

Love, Barbara

By: THELMA

THELMA — Thu, 25 Jun 2009 05:22:05 +0000

Dearest Annie I love the movie being still a .. child!!

Well feeding the ..pigeons is not very wise.. I have troubles from them, with dirt, making their nests under the ‘out unit’ of the air-conditions !! It is not very romantic. They cause damages to the buildings!
LOVE,
Thelma.

By: Carolena Sabah

Carolena Sabah — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 22:24:49 +0000

A beautiful lovely story!
Every morning from my bedroom, I can hear the birds singing and chirping. It is so melodic and beautiful and brings an air freedom with the sounds.

And most unusually, almost every Night, around midnight, sitting on my desk, just a few feet beyond my window in the tree, there is a bird who sings for a little while. He or she is just across from me and with my window open, it’s as if he’s just next to me. It is the most precious sound, in the middle of the night, hearing my birdie sing to me! I feel almost as if he’s serenading me. :)

Thank you for this lovely story Barbara.
Love
C.

By: Melyssab79

Melyssab79 — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 21:45:41 +0000

How beautiful! As I read your story I was listening to the birds in my own back yard through the window and your story’s images were so lovely and poetic that I wanted to write…Thank you for the inspiration :)

Bird in the tree
your lilting song
clings to me
telling stories.
Sunset melodies swell
beloved voices of
the never forgotten.
My cheerful mystery
Bird in the tree.

By: Andrea

Andrea — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 19:29:40 +0000

I like birds very much as well. When I see them and listen to them i feel my inner child :) I want to touch them but they always flee !!! :)

Bye’s

By: THELMA

THELMA — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 16:00:40 +0000

Beautifully, poetically said .. You made me dream, thank you, Barbara Zedler.
LOVE,
Thelma.

By: Mari Ann

Mari Ann — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 15:20:53 +0000

Clearify: Love first. Whatever comes with it, I will have to deal with. Now I really did confuse everybody involved – didn’t I. Maybe the “midgets” (Night in the Museum) and then the Cathedral is right? I think I need some more ringdoves!

By: Mari Ann

Mari Ann — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 14:49:04 +0000

When the going gets tough the ringdoves wake me up in the morning with soft and comforting curring outside my window. They have now followed me for a year – not only by curring, but also by showing up at the right moments and thereby giving me all sorts of signs. Last Friday they told me which choice to make: The medieval crown with red “rubies”. And then I’ll take what comes with it.

Someone who cares to talk to me to make some decisions now? :-)

By: Alexandra

Alexandra — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 14:19:21 +0000

I love birds singing. Thank you for your story.

By: Heart

Heart — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 14:19:13 +0000

Lovely Barbara Zedler. Absolutely lovely!

By: costea adian

costea adian — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 14:06:56 +0000

dupa ce am asteptat o perioda de refacere,imi dau seama ca trebuie sa continui acest drum..trebuie sa te caut..trebuie sa te gasesc…te rog sa ma ierti pentru desele suparari provocate..stiu ca esti suparata pe mine pentru ca am strigat in gura mare ca te iubesc..stiu ca nu poti uita ziua in care spuneam numele tau tuturor persoanelor pe care le intalneam…stiu ca vei tine foarte bine minte ziua cand ti-am cerut un leac pentru iubire..dar te rog..sa-mi dai inca o sansa….privind copacul inimii mele,din care au cazut aproape toate frunzele,aproape toate amintirile,constat ca a inflkorit totusi o floare..din ea se vor forma noi fructe..floarea aceea esti tu…imi este teama de acel moment cand vei parasi aceste ramuri..cred…aca din acel moment,care sper sa nu vina niciodata,vor curge numai lacrimi…..nu iti pot povesti intamplarile din calatoria mea spre implinirea visului.,,pentru ca sunt tragice…te rog..accepta aceasta invitatie..da-mi o sansa si vino sa te intalnesti cu mine…lasa-ma sa te imbratisez ..lasa-ma sa stau langa tine macar o clipa…spune-mi ca ma iubesti doar pentru cateva secunde..pentru ca,daca voi ajunge sa ating zambetul tau,voi intelege cat de frumoaa este eternitatea..doresc sa fiu cuprins de eternitatea iubirii…insa..acest copac inconjurat numai de iubire,isi are radacinile intr-un sol al amintirile..radacinile sunt singurele care se lupta cu insectele subterane…radacinile sunt in cautare de lacrimi,pentru a putea creste…cand copacul este trist,el invoca spiritul furtunii pentru a-l ajuta…furtuna spala ranile provocate de lupta cu singuratatea…dupa ce a stetrs toate urmele singuratii,furtuna dispare…atunci are loc aparitia curcubeului..care zambeste multumit copacului pentru ca a avut puterea sa-si invinga propriile limite…dupa ce totul pare terminat se produce aparitia celui mai frumos fenomen..vorbesc de aparitia ta..de aparitia unei fiinte angelice….atunci cand apari,imi inconjori trupul obosit de atata lupta…atunci imi dau seama ca floarea care s-a nascut in acest copac al inimii mele este iubirea..fructele ei sunt momentele magice de neuitat…iar tu,esti armonia din jurul meu..esti mirosul ametitor al naturii…esti zambetul soarelui care-mi incalzeste trupul..tu esti vantul care imi cutreiera ramurile…iar eu,sunt cel mai fericit copac de pe acest pamant…..iubire…speranta….iubire…

By: sido

sido — Wed, 24 Jun 2009 13:34:29 +0000

The magic moment where mix the emotions is the most beautiful of moments