Notes About The Poem

Living in the North Eastern part of the U.S.A. (N.J.) Chickadees (birds) are every present during the winter months.  When a flock of them come out to frolic, in the cold crisp air, it is a sure sign, that snow is not far behind.

Harbingers of Snow

HARBINGERS OF SNOW


                   A cacophony of Chickadees arise out of the thicket,
                                    In undulating patterns,
                          Swooping low, above the barrier picket.

                          Across the meadows vast expanse,
                           Gliding on the wily whim of winter,
                      Fluttering wings perform an aerial dance.

                               Reveling in the crisp indigo sky
                         The mighty north wind begins to blow;
               On unfurled wings, with one last swoop, away they fly.
          
                                       

revised on May 8, 2022
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Peck Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 9:39 AM
Your poem is so joyful! Beautifully written. "Gliding on the willy whim of winter" I love that :) I've never seen a chickadee - not a lot of snow, either :)
Calasibetta Avatar
January 12, 2022 at 12:54 PM
Thank you Ann~Chickadees are the cutest little birds that flit, fly and chirp warning that snow is on its way. My poem a little tribute to the joyfulness they bring. :) Paulette
Skelly Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 1:07 AM
Chickadees, have never seen one but they sound magical. I had a Robin singing in the hawthorn yesterday morning, such pleasure...Delice
Calasibetta Avatar
January 7, 2022 at 8:47 AM
They are the cutest birds with the biggest forecast. I posted the poem a few days ago and this morning I awakened to a blanket of snow. So delightful! :) Paulette
Wolf Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 3:52 PM
Sounds Pavlovian... Ring the bells! ~ Arf, arf :) Bird-dog
Calasibetta Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 5:20 PM
LOL….love your comment~“Pavlovian” indeed! :) Paulette
Horne Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 5:00 AM
i can almost 'see' the first flakes falling as i read this - although it almost never snows here
Calasibetta Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 8:43 AM
Glad I could bring a little vision of snow to you! Cheers, Paulette
Messina Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 3:46 AM
Paulette, being from N.J. too...I hear and see those chickadee's quite often, especially in northern NJ where I love to fish :) Beautiful poetry! Love this...Happy New Year! Hugs, Charlie
Calasibetta Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 8:46 AM
Thank you Charlie, I appreciate your comments~nature is awesome, isn't it? :) Paulette
Buhagiar Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 2:05 AM
Delightful poem, Paulette. I really enjoyed it.
Calasibetta Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 8:46 AM
Glad you enjoyed it Victor. :) Paulette
Ibeh Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 7:35 PM
Exquisite, beautifully written piece, Paulette:-) I really enjoyed reading it!
Calasibetta Avatar
January 6, 2022 at 8:47 AM
Thank you for stopping by to comment~glad you enjoyed it! :) Paulette
Brown Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 3:22 PM
Lovely, poem Paulette, excellent movement thru out the poem. Blessings~ Debra
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 4:17 PM
Glad you enjoyed it…those Chickadees keep me inspired! Cheers, Paulette
Rose  Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 2:03 PM
lol I was just thinking of messaging you all and doing a poem on Snow, and there you are, ahead of me, that is what I call Divine Intervention, :)
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 4:18 PM
Have we become symbiotic poets? LOl! Thanks for stopping by my page.
Rodrigues Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 1:41 PM
Love it, Paulette! A wonderful Winter dance!
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 4:19 PM
Glad you enjoyed it. Winter offers a lot of inspiration! Cheers, Paulette
Thompson Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 11:44 AM
Very well written poem and excellent choice of words - 'gliding on the wily whim of winter' is a great line!! Ron
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 1:11 PM
Thanks Ron, glad you enjoyed reading my poem and feeling the 'wily whim of winter'~ Cheers, Paulette
Poet Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 11:17 AM
This is an excellent poem. It's fantastic—God's blessings on you, my friend Paulette.
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 1:14 PM
Lasaad, your comment, "It's fantastic" fills me with joy. Blessings to you too, my friend, Paulette
Cunningham Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 10:22 AM
It's amazing how birds and animals seem to have a sixth sense. Hope you don't get too much Paulette. Tom
Calasibetta Avatar
January 5, 2022 at 1:18 PM
Yes indeed, watching these little birds, they are such amazing weather forecasters! I don't mind the snow, it gives pause to sometimes a hectic schedule. Cheers, Paulette
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