Caged bird, I hear your song – sad and lamenting.How I wish I could mend your mutilated wingsso you may fly high above the hillsover which your tune disseminates.Free birds hear your fearful trillwhile mindlessly soaring among the clouds,but a free bird cannot truly fathoma desperate cry for freedom. Written for dVerse host Kim’s Poetics:Continue reading “Desperate Cry”
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Sandhill Crane
Autumn approaches Southern warm breezes whisperCranes answer the call Naturalist Weekly micro-season of “The Wagtail Calls” “This week’s haiku invitation is to write a haiku or senryu that references a shorebird or water bird in autumn.” I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation XXIX
Tufted Titmouse
Overlooked is the little gray birdWhose bright colored friends are often preferredBut this little bird won’t be deterredAs it barely conceals its tufted head. For I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation XXVIII
Red Shouldered Hawk
For I. J.’s Bird of the Week Invitation XXIV It took me more than two weeks to capture a photo of the hawk because a very territorial Mockingbird kept chasing it away.
Sparrow
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Summer Tanager
An indulgent little bird, excellently posedPerched atop a dead tree branch, gazing at the marshAs a strange figure whispers, quietly belowHer camera poised in hand: “Please don’t fly away.” Prompted by Colleen’s #TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 329, 7/18/23 – Specific Form and I. J.’s Bird of the Week Invitation XXI.
Walk Away
Walk away — a feeble attempt to circumvent reality. Your “happy face” surely incongruent with your circumstances. My nod reveals understanding and my empathy is genuine. But, the turbulence you attempt to escape is only compounded by your cowardice. Prompted by Misky at https://thetwiglets.wordpress.com/2023/05/02/twiglet-323/.
Yellow Eyes
Yellow eyes watching,Observing the observer,Lost in their beauty. Written in response to dVerse author Sarah’s poetry prompt: Everything yellow.
Killdeer
She begs the predator moves along;For the protection of her young.Her mate often by her side;But he is searching for food.Gone! Will the hunt be successful?When he returns, her young shall beg for nourishment.Will it be too late? The predator approaches the ground-built nest,The killdeer has but one option, offering herself,She abandons the nest andContinue reading “Killdeer”
Wordless Wednesday
Subsequently submitted to IJ’s Bird of the Week Invitation XVIII Red-bellied Woodpecker with a Palm Tree berry – winter in South Florida, USA.
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