I didn’t plant that garden tree
But thinking, I just let it be
I knew I should have cut it out
But felt within to let it sprout
And so, as seasons came and went
I pruned this tree, its bole I bent
Around the gable of my shed
But left the limbs above my head
The years passed by and I grew old
I hated heat and shunned the cold
My garden work became a chore
As summer days my patience wore
But resting underneath that tree
Allowed me time to watch and see
The beauty of my garden wrought
And all the neighbored friends it brought
A bunny comes to taste my beets
While shaded so, I rest my feet
A bumble-bee’s contralto thrum;
A promise of much more to come
Badgers, robins, the house finch red
All come with hopes of being fed
And I, too tired to wield my hoe,
Am glad I let that elm tree grow.
Categories:
house finch, age, appreciation, garden, tree,
Form: Quatrain
the House Finch visits
with beautiful rosy cheeks
a cheerful morning
Heidi Sands
4/14/25
(C)opyright
Categories:
house finch, bird, color, happiness,
Form: Haiku
Awaiting my presence,
You knew I was there.
Black beads gaze into mine,
Why would they want to leave?
Categories:
house finch, addiction, animal, beautiful, emotions,
Form: Free verse
purple house finch perched
'pon loose weeping willow limb...
swinging in spring breeze
Categories:
house finch, nature,
Form: Haiku
Far away at the break of day, the Peacock spreads his beautiful feathers.
While the Purple House Finch
Feeds its young from my feeder
To him life is a cinch
Until the cat comes as a reader
Of those birds, which he is a seeker
The Mocking Bird sings
Because hidden with nest_eggs
Escapes fast cat's swings
For nest rest in rose trellis
Clever this fellow and mean
Purple Barn Swallow rises high
Above this stress greater than the rest
Contest:For(Four)Beautiful Birds
Sponsor:Constance La France
Written by: Sara Kendrick
Date: April 29, 2011
Categories:
house finch, animals, imagination, life, nature
Form: Free verse
On the porch
Early morning hour
Birds noisy
What's the matter
Rise to see
What's the commotion
Birds in pear tree
Create an explosion (of sound)
Draw nearer
To the tree
Just to see
What could be
There were birds
Of many species
Dance, jump
From tree to tree
Mocking birds
With unusual
Sound, red
Cardinals with a bound
House finch
Doing their thing
Other birds
Added their ring
Boy how could
They sing
Be bopping to
Their own song
All that was needed
Was a loon
Adding his
Trumpet tune
Then I could have
Danced all around
On the ground
Soon its quiet
Still, silence
Penetrates the
Early morning;
Briefly in the trees
Birds got along
Just singing,
Feeding on pears
And bugs
God had just
Sent me a
Message about
Love
Categories:
house finch, animals, imagination, inspirational, introspection,
Form: Rhyme