Francine Roberts Poet Rhyme

Raven's Nest

Past my window
they swoop and fly.
First they're low
then they're high.

A nest they've built
in a tree
covered with ivy
so we can't see.

Ravens black
and wide of wing.
Back and forth,
food they bring

to the nest
for their young.
So at last 
Spring has sprung.

Eagerly I await
the first view
of baby ravens
shiny and new.

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James Fraser May 14, 2011 at 6:35 AM Lovely flow to this rhyme Francine. Anything with Crows, Ravens and Rooks I so love. Have a lovely weekend....:)

Joe Flach May 12, 2011 at 10:33 PM Wow, I love how simple and real this lovely little poem is. It reads so easily, has great rhyme and meter and tells a wonderful, lovely story. So few words, but it paints a thousand pictures. Nicely done Francine. Joe

Robert A. Dufresne May 11, 2011 at 1:03 PM lovely thoiughts and images in your Spring poem, Francine. I was reading about Ravens recently. They are very intelligent little creatures. And thankd for the congrats in your contest. Loved it and the response poems to it were awesome, weren't they? I laughed aloud first thing in the morning and that is hard to do! Wonderful contest. Francine Roberts May 11, 2011 at 2:05 PM they sure are intelligent , she caught me trying to take her picture this morning and moved to the next tree over so I wouldn't be looking at her nest, camera shy raven

Carolyn Devonshire May 10, 2011 at 11:03 AM If they're bringing food to the nest, the baby ravens have surely hatched. I love the meter and rhyme in your description of their nest and how you can't wait to see the hatchlings. Interesting that they were wise enough to choose a tree covered with ivy, probably to protect their nest from predators. Very nice, Francine! Love, Carolyn

Constance La France May 10, 2011 at 7:18 AM How lovely Francine, I really like this, poem, because, I adore birds, I once had a nest of little birds hatch right outside my window in a maple tree, what an experience that was to watch them grow, I cried the day they flew away, I know it was the way it should be for them, but yet... and thanks so much for your ever uplifting comments on my poetry~~

Linda-Marie Sweetheart May 9, 2011 at 1:50 PM Sweetly penned Francine and a delightful read my friend.. great visuals on the ravens and the nest with their young.. a touching piece ..luv..

Nette Onclaud May 9, 2011 at 8:45 AM a delicate, initmate expression of what must lie within your heart and pen..thanks for sharing such soulful thoughts of nature through baby raven's eyes, francine! :) huggs, nette

Jack Horne May 9, 2011 at 8:39 AM Yes, the babies are adorable, aren't they? Lovely piece, Francine : )

Dr.Ram Mehta May 9, 2011 at 6:04 AM Very pleasant picture of the spring with keen observation of the ravens, Francine

Don Johnson May 8, 2011 at 10:21 PM Great poem babe black as nights dark cave but sweet the way you tell your birdy tale love it Don

Andrea Dietrich May 8, 2011 at 9:45 PM That sounds fun to look forward to see those shiny new babies, Francine. What a cool event to be able to have in your life and write about. I have done this with birds that arrived to our yard in the past!

Sarah Seraphin May 8, 2011 at 8:41 PM * “Tis Beautiful * I Love This * Beautiful Francine” * sooo melodic its pleasant waters run * and the softness of its poetesses voice is * “Simply Lovely & Sweeet” * the imagery amid the loving lights glow in natures colours bright * brings a smile unto my heart * “Adorable In Fave” * hugs and kisses * kisses and hugs * sarah