Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

The Loveliest Bird In My Forest

The loveliest bird in my forest is she
The beautiful cardinal in the oak tree.
The blue jay is deferring to her, as his queen.
He is her subject, loud cackles, but not a bit mean.

She brings in some subjects, all colors of red.
Blue jay waits patiently, until all are fed.
Cardinal comes back for a tiny bit more seed.
Blue jay flies off, doing a rather good deed.

Robins come in, twirling and tweeting with glee.
Sweet blue jay stays back, high in an elm tree.
When they have eaten, and given a bird song,
Blue jay flies back, to the feeder, but does not stay long.



Contest: Songbirds
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Written: Feb 10, 2019

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Suzanne Delaney March 11, 2019 at 5:36 PM Lovely picture of birds. I have all he same visitors in my forest meadow too. Hugs, SuZ Caren Krutsinger March 12, 2019 at 9:12 AM Thank you Suzanne. I do love my birds. It costs me a fortune to feed them because the deer come up and bash the 6 feeders against the bark and night and eat all the bird seed.

Line Gauthier February 25, 2019 at 10:27 PM Congrats on your podium finish, Caren. Bravo! Caren Krutsinger February 26, 2019 at 5:44 AM Thank you Line. I had fun with this; I average six cardinals a day here and one blue jay, not counting the robins and wrens.

Sherilynn Kucharek February 23, 2019 at 11:45 AM What a beautiful "Birdseye" view! This was lively and so fresh and lovely! Congratulations on your win, sweet Caren! Caren Krutsinger February 23, 2019 at 1:23 PM Thank you Sherilynn. I am a bird magnet; they flock to my yard. Maybe it is my six birdfeeders?

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart February 22, 2019 at 3:38 PM Gleeful ink! Congratulations on your win Caren! xomo :) Caren Krutsinger February 22, 2019 at 9:46 PM Thank you so much. I saw a lot of great poems, so I truly was surprised.

Beata Agustin February 21, 2019 at 2:58 AM Wow! I can picture the birds cheering me up thru your poem. Congrats. God bless you. Caren Krutsinger February 21, 2019 at 7:17 AM Cardinals are alive and well in my yard, getting bird seed off the ground after the four regular deer come up and bash the bird feeders almost to death getting all the seed out at night.

Kim Rodrigues February 20, 2019 at 4:48 PM You bring to life the menagerie of birds! Love it! Congratulations on your second place win, Caren! Caren Krutsinger February 20, 2019 at 8:12 PM Thank you Kim. I love my cardinals and my blue jay. I usually have cardinals 5 to 7, blue jay one, robins 3 to 4, and maybe two wrens.

Janice Canerdy February 20, 2019 at 4:21 PM CONGRATULATIONS on your well-deserved win, Caren. Janice Caren Krutsinger February 20, 2019 at 8:13 PM Thank you Janice. All I have to do is run outside and look at my feeders. I have 8 of them.

Tania Kitchin February 20, 2019 at 2:56 PM Caren, I enjoyed your lovely poem with gorgeous imagery, congratulations on your placement! Caren Krutsinger February 20, 2019 at 3:17 PM Thank you Tania. I do love my cardinals. They are plentiful in the yard fighting with the deer over the seed in the feeders.

Michelle Faulkner February 11, 2019 at 10:35 PM When I was walking my dog yesterday, I saw so many robins out - it was quite charming, made me feel that spring is coming - your poem gave me that same feeling! Caren Krutsinger February 11, 2019 at 11:57 PM I am so glad. I wish I had that feeling here. We were chopping ice off our driveway at 4:00 p.m. here.

M. L. Kiser February 11, 2019 at 4:52 PM "Sweet blue Jay"? One of those things once pecked my cat's butt to the bone. For 8 weeks we had to carry him to and from his box so he could do his business; he was so sore he couldn't hardly walk. The worst part...he was not the cat that got their baby! (Guilty by association I guess.) Caren Krutsinger February 11, 2019 at 6:34 PM Oh, my. That is horrible. My blue jay has the most awful sound, but he is a gentleman and lets all of the other birds eat first, waiting to take the last turn every time.