Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Birds At the Feeder

Birds At The Feeder

small chittering, cheepings
winter wings brushed in Arctic air
chickadees squabble
to choose a seed
from the newly filled feeder
pecking and peeking
and picking just the right morsel
to nourish their individual need

some come, as the blue jays..
squawking and bugling
make way, make way
and landing chase the small ones
grabbing the largest seeds
10—12 at a time
they stuff their iridescent cheeks

I am like those birds
I dip into my deepest pockets
and finding a good seed
a germ, a gem of thought
or remembered feeling
fly to a quiet place

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 6, 2017 at 5:48 AM I love this <3 Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart November 6, 2017 at 7:24 PM The pic is five years old, last time I shaved. Victor said he wanted to see my head shaved :) Patricia Cresswell November 6, 2017 at 11:26 AM Hi kiddo changed your picture. thanks for your comment . I am putting out feeders now before they start lining up with picket signs lol.

Russell Sivey November 5, 2017 at 5:41 AM My parents used to have several bird feeders that they had out for the birds during the winter and summer months! They do appreciate the generosity of us humans to give them something to eat during the harsh's of conditions! I know I've watched the eat with fervor! What a magnificent poem about this subject Patricia! You have delighted me by your tender words about these winged creatures that are so pleasant to look at! Their beauty is certainly worth the seed! Great Work!! Patricia Cresswell November 5, 2017 at 10:09 AM Thank you Russell. How are you and Emma with the cold weather coming on now? Are you still in Rehab.?

John Fleming November 4, 2017 at 9:25 PM Reminds me ever so much of my mothers back garden -- bird feeders hanging from every branch! But it is enjoyable watching the birds feed...especially when times are hard for them; this one little act could save many a birds life during winters harsh conditions. Nicely penned, Patricia - hurrah for those who feed the birds! :) john Patricia Cresswell November 4, 2017 at 11:21 PM You made me smile with your 'Hurrah'. I think their antics are worth the price of a pound of seeds. Thank you.