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Chickadee

Precariously perched outside my window pane
Each morning giddy playfulness he loves to feign

A black-capped chickadee punctually greets me
From atop a fragrant branch of my lilac tree

Whistles praising the glory of the rising sun
He calls me to come out for play let's have some fun

Won't stop his song till both my feet are out of bed
Face it there'll be plenty time to sleep when I'm dead



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on March 4, 2022 for contest A BRIAN STRAND FORM sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

and February 10, 2019 for contest SONGBIRDS sponsored by TANIA KITCHIN

Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2019

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Andrea Dietrich Date: 3/6/2022 11:44:00 AM this is enchanting and delightful. One of the cutest poems I have seen this day! Login to Reply Line Gauthier Date: 3/7/2022 2:24:00 PM Thanks, Andrea. Much appreciated ~

Gershon Wolf Date: 2/10/2019 9:58:00 PM Nice antidote/counter to Robert Frost's, "A Minor Bird." (If you've never read it, try it. You'll see what I mean---and you'll have glimpsed greatness as well). Best always, Gershon Login to Reply Line Gauthier Date: 2/10/2019 10:59:00 PM Thank you so much for your compliment, Gershon.

Timothy Mcguire Date: 2/10/2019 3:18:00 PM I would get up too. Lovely poem, Like it! Login to Reply Line Gauthier Date: 2/10/2019 4:40:00 PM Who needs an alarm clock! LOL

Caren Krutsinger Date: 2/10/2019 2:48:00 PM I wish I could see a chickadee. I have never seen one, yet, now I feel that I have. Login to Reply Line Gauthier Date: 2/10/2019 2:56:00 PM O Caren, they are so darling. I'm sure you've seen adorable critters that I've never seen... It evens out in the end. LOL