My husband's poetry

Category: Birds

  • Jenny wren

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    when she was young she asked her husband to build her a tiny Jenny Wren house painted blue as a summer sky a small dowel rod for a front porch hung it in the old apple tree every spring she watched tiny wrens move in once a storm took down the old tree and she…

  • Quietly sitting

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    because I walk too loud I startled you from your place among the reeds you circled cautiously overhead before you perched almost unseen in a grey tree at the edge of the field how many times have you sat quietly high up in a tree waiting for me to leave so you may return to…

  • Shout of blue

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    blue wings dip and soar above reflected sky flit from red to yellow to green leaves back and forth back and forth and back, again are they playing or courting? maybe both scolding voice, passerine cousins of crows, their only flaw 11-5-23

  • Old fruit

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    blue wings dip and soar above reflected sky flit from red to yellow to green leaves back and forth back and forth and back, again are they playing or courting? maybe both scolding voice, passerine cousins of crows, their only flaw 11-4-23

  • Frost warning

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    Steam rises from warm roofs Someone’s dog barks to come inside Crows call caution from woods Be careful on frost covered grass or you may fall on your… 10-31-23

  • Rudolph’s haiku

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    backyard venison do not fear city hunters gun control saves lives 10-29-23

  • not today

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    tic …toc tic ….toc TOC pine cone falls at feet squirrel chatters overhead I kick it Into the street think maybe the furry rodent might get hit by a passing car smile at the capricious nature of life step into the street kick the pine cone back into the yard think not on my watch…

  • For want of sunlight

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    grey in shadows hunter assumes a sniper’s pose you wait for the kill look away SPLASH fish in mouth heron rises up in air blue in sunlight 10-27-23

  • Autumn morning

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    blue sky floats upon still water red gold tree stands among the green crisp Autumn morning my friends enjoy the change I much prefer the heat of summer but cannot stop the roll of seasons small bird skims the pond sets reflections all a quiver energy dissipates to shore bird skims the water’s surface, again…

  • feeding chickens haiku

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    like middle school kids chicken squabble and complain even in the rain 10-14-23