Peckers Poems

Evolution

Once we were hunter-gatherers
tribes grouped outdoors
before the days of yore
now we're hunt and peckers
each cooped indoors
on personal computer keyboards
and way back when
we'd communicate
banging on the drums
yes since then
we've progressed
today we're all
fingers and thumbs

Goldfish in a Rose Stemmed Glass

We were once bejeweled dolphins frolicking
within the starry glitter of a spiritual sea
our freedoms were gilded and fathomless
then eyeless ogres of mayhem and madness
steadily parched our happiness and peace
tempered our smiles, muffled our clicks...
until there was nothing, but blackness left.

They've molded us into skittish goldfish
trapped us in their rose stemmed glasses
feeding us a few rancid flakes at a time. 
dictating, we should be forever grateful 
to be in the shadow of their pseudo shine
for their plastic sextants and jagged kindness
thinking we need them to center our lives.

Dunking these vote centric peckers is paramount
now kick back, smoke a blunt, watch the buzzards drown.

A Spring Sonnet About Birds and Butterflies

Velvet wings of brown, blue and ebon midnight hue 
farfalla butterflies that soar close to magic colugos 
spring is here hanging in with wonder, life renews  
as the sun shines soft, from here to sweet Montego  

Green lush leafy branches waving in the breeze 
wood peckers, hummingbirds and columbidaes
monarchs, swallowtails, yellow painted ladies
winds of change arrive alongside warmer days   

I sing me a tune that has a melody real sweet 
reminding me of summers that came and went 
I sing about the flowers growing in my suite 
while strolling down a path of glorious wente 

With a spring in my step I shuffle and dance 
knowing I am more than ready for romance 

Dappled

Environs are rainbow-colored, I had always felt,
Until an alternative perception is soon revealed;
Have I ever thought that midst all these a dappled scene dwelt,
Flamboyant and monochromic celluloid is concealed...?

Designs painted by the sun while peeping through bushy trees,
Harass of horses galloping in a cavalry realm;
Black-yellow-brown strips on the nectar-hunting busy bees,
Majestically strolling tiger in self-image helm...!
 
Peacocks, pigeons, sparrows, geese, crows, doves, and flower-peckers,
Daisies, lilies, marigolds, Amaryllis, and Hyssops;
Dunes and nature-made domes of deserts in multi-deckers,
Strips plowing through oceans, mountains, and tall baroque hilltops...

Features of Nature, each in its way, are divine designs,
Each dappled line is benign and each in decorum shines...!!!


08 February 2023

How Fast Can a Pecker Peck

Peckers can peck 20 times a second
Must hurt at just 2 times I reckon 
Not swift these guys
Stop now I advise
Or it's off to emergency the pain to lessen

Cypress Lakes of Lakeland

I awakened to giant egrets 
dancing while brilliant hawks 
bluster over head while 
thousands of white herons 
nest by night flying out 

every morning arriving 
within the Caribbean 
by noon only to return 
just in time for  dinner 
cardinals perch low singing 

lovely hymns to the baby eagles 
just out of reach the blue jays 
gather among the wood peckers 
as the humming birds flutter 
feasting on sweet nectar

the tall cypress trees sway 
embracing the glorious sky
igniting one hundred butterflies
while the sun peeks in between
the wandering clouds above the lakes

Written by Yolanda Nicholsen 
4-5-2022
3:24 am

Surveyor of the Storm

SURVEYOR OF THE STORM

Today’s early afternoon is somber-gray.
Red, white, blue, cherry willow, stars.

A single lightning bolt, in downward zigzag,
striking, alongside the bark of a crépe myrtle.*

Loose leaves sliding down oil-slicked street.
Goodnight skies rise into the light.

Verve-quake of thunder. I saw clouds rise and fall,
flutter by. Chimes and metallic owls, mirrors and bells

keep those pesky ‘peckers at bay, but will they survive
if the wind takes them away? (They did)

 Yesterday’s moonlight
will be drenched behind midnight-clouds.

Spectacular sun-days orchestrate Spring hues
as wings splish-splosh in flooding bath tubs.

     Well, I imagine so…
as faith remains.

3/25/2021
Non-rhyming couplets

*striking used as adj. here

My Songbirds and Squirrels

The songbirds are plentiful where I live in the middle of oaks
I had four birdfeeders, but white tail deer slammed into them
Until they broke into bits, for they were plastic and did not survive
As they were being deer-bashed against the trunk of these oaks.

To discourage the deer, I bought new metal bird feeders.
It brings in up to eight cardinals, and a blue jay daily.
Wrens, robins, sparrows, and wood peckers arrive before nine.
Rat-a-tat sound on my oak bark; I enjoy watching their heads bob.

My forest is full of tweets, peeps, whistles, coos, and caws
There is a huge the influx of crows, which I also welcome
Playful squirrels are fun to watch, but their fingers are too deft
Daily they unscrew the tops of my bird feeders, laughing at me.

Allowing all of the bird feed to land on the ground, in a clump.
Bottoms of feeders roll into driveway, so I have to drive around them.
A plethora of activity, a menagerie of lively animals including rabbits.
Sassy squirrels chastise me when I come out; thinking it is their yard.

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

A Pickled Piper

Peter Piper picked a peck
Of pickled peckers...
After the laughter subsided
I was in a peck of trouble,
In a real pickle so to speak.
Thank god he wasn't a woodchuck.
I'd still be saying Hail Mary's.

2/15/2020

The Weak End

Uwinsky went to the Peckers Inn
With so many men, where to begin?
But one by one
She had great fun
And promised herself to come again.

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

Nancy's Pantry

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get in her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused many sneezing peckers
Her meals were amazing and whatta chassis

Seagull Poop

Heard it's good luck if a seagull poops on your head
Screw the good luck, should've worn a helmet instead
Nasty old peckers
Disgusting flying lechers
Gonna shoot 'em down with my bow and arrow I pledge

Chef Nancy

Once was this famous chef named Nancy
Guys were always trying to get into her pantry
But her salt and pepper
Caused many sneezing peckers
Most meals were deemed unsatisfactory

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