cat flap in garage is frequented by a wren
as if she owns the place, she hops right in
this is day two, that I have seen this sight.
If a cat is inside there, she is not so bright.
Categories:
wren, bird,
Form: Rhyme
wrens crowd the feeder
awaiting their finest chance ~
seeds strewn all over
Categories:
wren, animal, beauty, bird, joy,
Form: Haiku
Spring Hiku 8
spring sun s
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warbling wrens r
church bells chime from west.
Categories:
wren, appreciation, bird, spring, sunset,
Form: Haiku
In hasty beats, rhythms so sweet
Wrens soar and chase, crooning softly
Such gentle pleasures, with a ready tweet
Robins climb through the skies, rising
Over the mountains, their wings greet
Flying high, laughing proudly across the peaks
Categories:
wren, bird, creation, flying, mountains,
Form: Rhyme
Lonely lies to myself
A string of hope
Clung to, hung to
Like the rope I'll use
When the time it comes
A soaring, sweet release
But for now,
My only release
Is this pen.
Until it comes,
The wren.
Categories:
wren, bird, death, depression, grief,
Form: Free verse
64, Many More for Wren
We belatedly sing,
Uncork a bottle of wine,
For Jen “Teetotaling”,
We imbibe Jen Joy sunshine!
Annapolis is gaining as less “NYing”,
Jen Wren for out loud “Whinin’”,
Rick & you go out dining,
Listen to music that’s fine,
On the Bay, enjoy sailing,
To Darby, Rickie & Sean be benign,
Worse than a NY storm is taxi hailing,
Dress to the 9’s, with Rick align,
Parachuting, Mountain scaling,
64 is only the beginnin’,
Know when tight roping,
C# or B Flat endnin’,
Light a candle, Offkey singing,
Barbara & I Luv Yah without margin!
Categories:
wren, appreciation, sister,
Form: Rhyme
A Carolina Wren
bobs and weaves
inside a ring of sunlight.
It is shadow boxing,
but there are no shadows
yet it still jabs and moves.
A boxer
fights the shadow of himself.
Categories:
wren, poetry,
Form: Free verse
in my garden amidst the flowers and hanging baskets
I notice a wren bouncing around, busy, eating, exploring
the bird does not stand out but blends in with brownish hues
you usually have to look close to see a little garden wren
you cannot entice them with seeds, no way, they want worms
even a bug will do, oh, they do like suet hanging from a tree
they will do knee bends and bob their heads when disturbed
and have quite an exuberant voice, and never stop moving
their song is so beautiful that it echoes among my flowers
and among my hanging baskets of trailing vines and blooms
sometimes, in the winter, little wrens sing at my window
saying hello in a song ... 'time to get up sleepy head' ~~
_______________________
May 28, 2023
Poetry/Free Verse/Garden Wren
Copyright Protected, ID 05-1550-402-28
All Rights Reserved, 2023, Constance La France
Categories:
wren, bird,
Form: Free verse
When I loved the Hen was then:
A hen sings not like a wren;
Hence, not in my Good Books Hen
While, there, safe and sound Wren!
The sounds hens make not for pen
If poets did adore them: when?
He was no poet: George O Ben,
Never a verse dropped: Friend ken.
Hens Ben loved fried as chicken,
Time Ken would invade kitchen...
Prefer I rare wrens to hens;
It's been one wren worth ten hens;
Only few men avoid Brown
Or would Brown confront and frown,
While I know that hens' cackles
Sound much like serious tackles.
Categories:
wren, analogy, animal, devotion, love,
Form: Rhyme
Wren, wren, hungry wren,
what do you see today?
A lonely man with scraps of bread
he could have thrown away.
Wren, wren, little wren,
what do you see in me?
A smiling man who seeks out birds
for his society?
Wren, wren, with baby wren,
how do you treat your young?
You feed them well, as I once did
and teach them songs you've sung.
Wren, wren, there with your mate,
you ask me where's my love?
"She soars on higher breezes now,
the kind we both dream of".
Wren, wren, little wren,
what do you see in me?
A smiling man who seeks out birds
for his society?
written 24 Mar 2023
Categories:
wren, bird, lonely, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
Buttery affection rains from the skies
Nurturing the tulips and daffodils
Bursts of joy upon the earth, to arise
With wonderous smiles, sunny thrills
Robins and wrens wrestle with the wind
Laughing and crooning, inspiring serenity
Warring with the windchimes, chagrined
By the swirling charms of love’s amenity
Oaks and birch whisper to the affections
Offering their silent hope with a caress
From the budding leaves with selections
For springtime reveries hearts profess
Spring Rhyme - 8-12 Lines Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
April 26, 2022
Categories:
wren, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, daffodils,
Form: Rhyme
She rode into town on an eagle’s wing
We did not know what to do when she started to sing
We had never seen a delicate faerie with such zing.
We had no idea what the rest of the day might bring.
I am the wren faerie, she told us all.
I can show you how to walk upright and tall.
We already knew this, but we decided to stall.
For her singing voice was attracting shoppers to the mall.
Categories:
wren, fairy, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Faerie with soul of a baby wren
Celebrating sweet spirit of her dead twin
Spiritual warmth flowing once again
Parading throughout the gentle glen.
Faerie with soul of a baby wren
Dreaming of reuniting with her lovely twin
Spiritual awakened in a dream state when….
She embraces her dream, where they both win.
Categories:
wren, fairy,
Form: Free verse
She slips in
beneath the well-protected opening
of an unoccupied birdhouse,
painted with yellow sunflowers
and an unseen dark circled hole;
the place just the right size
where her mate staged twigs
and leaves for a nesting place,
hollowed out along the hemlock trunk
wrapped an entwined by honeysuckle vines;
this was the place
she recalled it well
so near to where she fledged;
now a comfy hideaway
for her to lay her eggs
here, she would sing again
tweet out her symphony
raise her young
and bask happily,
within the bounty of the garden stage.
Categories:
wren, bird, memory,
Form: Free verse
We wish you every success in building your nest
In the small mailbox next to our front door
Some might consider you a disruptive pest
We wish you every success in building your nest
Never has a tiny house wren become our guest,
Or, chosen to lodge so close to us before
We wish you every success in building your nest
In the small mailbox next to our front door.
written June 12, 2021
Categories:
wren, bird, nature,
Form: Triolet
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