Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

An Avian Delight

From my kitchen window
I can pass a pleasant while.
Callers to my bird table
They always make me smile.

Crowds of busy sparrows
Make an early morning call.
Then appears the robin,
He likes to boss them all.

Raucous squabbling starlings,
Noisy, loud and rude.
A riot on the wing, 
Fighting anyone for food.

Then come the ****,
The great, the coal the blue
And some days, a nice surprise
A bullfinch passes through.

Then arrive the goldfinches
The prettiest of them all.
Painted little charmers,
All dressed up for a ball.

So there I stand
With my morning cup of tea,
As an avian delight
Plays out in front of me.

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Chris Green March 24, 2017 at 6:08 AM This ones for the birds...and in such a beautiful and colorful way. Nicely done Gary Gary Smith March 24, 2017 at 6:31 AM Thank you Chris :)

Anne-Marie Coreggia March 23, 2017 at 7:15 PM What a clever and beautiful tribute to all these colorful birds. Your poem is so well done, you can almost hear them squabble. Amitiés Gary Smith March 23, 2017 at 7:18 PM How kind, thank you Anne-marie :)

Heidi Sands March 23, 2017 at 6:49 PM I really like this poem. I enjoy feeding the birds and watching them so much. Thanks for sharing such a nice view you have :) Gary Smith March 23, 2017 at 6:52 PM Thank you Heidi :)