To Watch the Birds

To watch the birds is pure delight
While at the feeder or in flight.
They poke and peck to get their seeds,
Providing peace my spirit needs.

Their cheeps and chirps imbue the air 
With melody they’re meant to share
With fellow feathered-friends they greet,
Much like our human type of tweet.

How fortunate I feel that I
Can sit and let the hours go by
While watching birds to pass the time
And twittering my thoughts in rhyme.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Krutsinger Avatar
September 21, 2021 at 9:43 PM
My squirrels have dis-assembled 18 birdfeeders this summer; I am so irritated. They have also taken the bottoms out of the ones that say "squirrel-proof" so the birdseed falls on the ground. GRRRR. I am glad for you though.
Rigoler Avatar
September 21, 2021 at 4:31 PM
Tomorrow is the autumnal equinox. I can expect to see thousands of birds heading south again in coming days doing spectacular and synchronized murmurations. It's a dazzling demonstrationlike no other. / Maurice
Leffanta Avatar
September 17, 2021 at 9:41 AM
According to our newspaper this morning, NYC's birds are mostly lying on the sidewalk after crashing into windows . . .
Andresen Avatar
September 15, 2021 at 12:18 PM
- No one can sing more beautifully ... what a wonderful poem, I love watching the birds, Ilene :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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