James Fraser Poet Rhyme

Whip-Poor-Will

This feathered friend
Was new to thee
Until Sara Kendrick
Introduced me

It's the Whip-poor-will
Delightful night-jar bird
Who forage at night
During the day, rarely heard

Of mottled plumage
In blacks and browns
Deciduous habitats
But rarely towns

This beautiful bird
Departing souls it catches
But in our heart
Admiration as it latches


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Michael Tor October 23, 2022 at 10:54 PM Love your version James. Finally found it. Great read, my friend...

John Freeman July 13, 2009 at 9:33 PM James these nocturnal birds are also know in Arkansas by the sound they make, as "Chic by the white oak". Thanks for comments on my Granddaughter and Granny, these are true stories about them both! Godly bless, Moses.

Harris Melinda July 4, 2009 at 3:52 AM One of the best poems I have read on here. Very high standard of work. M.

Charmaine Chircop July 3, 2009 at 2:28 PM beautiful write -a bird is always beautiful cos it have wings so it states Freedom--great write my friend---charma

Caroline Cécile Delacroix July 3, 2009 at 1:29 PM Very nice, James. Awesome imagery written in excellent wording and with great rhyming. Educational too. Thanks for sharing. Caroline.

Sara Kendrick July 3, 2009 at 12:41 PM Love your poem. You are very talented. I hope that there is a variety of Whip-Poor-Wills in your area. Sara

Carolyn Devonshire July 3, 2009 at 10:48 AM Beautiful description of this "feathered friend," James. They are plentificul here in the states and your "eagle" probably has met quite a few in his travel. Guess the owls are not the only night fliers. Great poem! Love, Carolyn