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What Is Wrong With The Whip-Poor-Will

the whip-poor-will calls only briefly
I know that he is back and alive
he sounds so weak and sickly
I wonder if he will survive

I long to hear his melody
maybe his mate in answer 
is the weather too cold?
or he's too old. What will be the outcome?

he doesn't seem to have established
his territory or his regular nest
was this winter too cold
or was it way too wet

I hope the weather gets just right
I hope he can sing most of the night
his energy is so alive
in this area he seemed to have thrived

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Michelle Smith May 3, 2024 at 3:11 PM hope so! :) i like to leave my window open a little --not only for fresh air-- but to hear the birds singing more clearly in the morning... i'll keep my ears open for twilight-time tweets... Sara Kendrick May 3, 2024 at 3:16 PM Maybe one will be out and about singing his song. Sara K

Michelle Smith May 3, 2024 at 2:41 PM sweetness! :D send my regards to those lil singers :) Sara Kendrick May 3, 2024 at 3:01 PM Thank you for stopping by once again, Michelle. I hope I hear him tonight at twilight. Sara K

Michelle Smith May 2, 2024 at 3:44 PM aww poor sweet lil whip-poor-will, i bet your poem gave him a thrill Sara Kendrick May 3, 2024 at 4:26 AM Michelle, finally they are back. I am not hearing him sing as much though, but some mornings I do. I used to love to hear him sing at twilight. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Andrea Dietrich April 27, 2024 at 12:24 PM Is that a picture of him? It looks like an owl. Cute poem, Sara Sara Kendrick April 27, 2024 at 3:40 PM Yes, that is a picture of a whip-poor-will. One of the species of nightjars. I have never ever actually seen one. There is one that sounds as if it is right in my backyard. There is a believe that when a whip-poor-will comes in your yard that someone will die. He has been coming here all of our married life so I guess someday we will die. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Valsa George April 12, 2024 at 3:27 AM You seem to be very observant and fond of birds. Let us hope that with slight change in the weather, the bird will be back to normal health and will delight your attentive ears with its overflowing melody. Enjoyed your poem, dear Sara. Sara Kendrick April 12, 2024 at 3:46 AM Valsa, The whip-poor-will is back in full voice in the morning now. I guess maybe I can't hear him/her at night for some reason. When they get here and claim their territory once again, I know summer is on its way. Thanks for dropping by . Sara K

Ink Empress April 8, 2024 at 11:06 AM You have such a thoughtful and beautiful heart dear sara, i felt that as i read this very well writtn poem. I hope so too that weather gets just right for all there in nature to enjoy and embrace. Pleasure reading this. Sending you light Sara Kendrick April 8, 2024 at 5:50 PM IE, I expect that part of the day today was scary for all the animals of nature because of the partial eclipse we had here, but tomorrow they will only have to deal with rain. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Victor Buhagiar April 8, 2024 at 2:21 AM I've seen owls in south London. Such elegant birds. Pity we don't have them in Malta. Great poem and so well argued. Sara Kendrick April 8, 2024 at 3:06 AM Victor, I have read that some owls in the UK do make quite an interesting sound at night. Over here we have one that makes quite a nice sound, but another one that is terrifying. Each location seems to have its own kind of birds that the people who live there can see if day birds and also hear, but most places have some that are mostly night birds. Thanks for the visit and the nice review. Sara k

Hilda Greenhough April 7, 2024 at 8:59 PM This is a lovely poem. Nature is beautiful. I agree that the whip-poor-will is wonderful to hear. Sara Kendrick April 8, 2024 at 3:03 AM Why, thank you, Hilda. Glad that you enjoy hearing them as well. Sara K

Sotto Poet April 7, 2024 at 12:41 PM What a stunning and proficient image you have portrayed in your exquisite poem about the captivating avian creatures, Sara. Sara Kendrick April 7, 2024 at 1:00 PM Lasaad, We have been here 59 years and the whip-poor-will(I know not the same one/s) have sung to us at twilight until we go to sleep and then again in the wee hours of the morning. I don't hear them as much because of double-paned windows with that insulation that helps the house stay warm in the winter and cool in the summer. So, when I hear them sing it is delightful. Sara K

Tom Cunningham April 7, 2024 at 10:33 AM Lovely looking birds Sara, sadly we don't have them here. Hope you're keeping well and enjoying your weekend. Tom Sara Kendrick April 7, 2024 at 12:58 PM Tom, I know that you probably have a nocturnal bird/s that visit your area which you love to hear. The weekend has been good and so far I am able to get up and go a little which is good. We never know when it won't be that way anymore. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith April 7, 2024 at 9:14 AM I enjoyed reading your wonderful write/story. Great Picture... Have a blessed day writing away........... Sara Kendrick April 7, 2024 at 12:56 PM Why, thank you, Paula. The day so far has been a good one. Thanks for the time spent here. Sara K

Ravindra K Kapoor April 7, 2024 at 7:05 AM What a beauty and an elegant picture you have painted in your short and lovely poem dear old friend Sara. Thank you for visiting my Song poem today. . It is always a great pleasure to see my old friends of PS. Hope you are keeping well. Love best wishes always. .......Ravindra Sara Kendrick April 7, 2024 at 7:16 AM Why, thank you, Ravindra. I appreciate the time spent here reading and commenting on my work. Sara K