I noticed last month, November, that a lone bluebird was flying back and forth from the front of the house a tree and then to my porch. Back and forth she flew and I wrote down a few words about it in a poem (I hope).
Strickly for The Birds
I pass by the window everyday
noticing a bluebird darting about
looking for places, is she ready to nest
Perpetuating her species
a place that is best.
Her feathers are gleaming a
shimmering blue
fluttering back and forth
In the early morning dew
She has to be away from human
touch
Away from four legged animals
a must
Will it be in a tree or
just tall grass?
She is uncertain, safety a must
She lights in a tree looking about
If only she would come closer
I wanted to shout
"Come near to me so I can enjoy"
But then she flew away
probably annoyed.
Again, an absolutely wonderful picture. I have seen blue jays, but this isn't one, this really is a blue bird. I have never seen one in real life. Certainly enough to inspire a poem.
ReplyDeleteThat was a great poem, Diane :)
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