Tag Archives: Birds
Proceed out of WinterDoves: A Haiku
Now friend, come outside
See me, how I summon thee
Each and ev’ry morn’
Caged: A Haiku
Do birds know their luck
That I no longer trust wings
Else I’d fall for them
Latent: A Haiku
Giv’n The Universe
There seems more to us than this
Maybe this is that
Non Grata
Ad Hominems
These times
Jackhammer & pow’r tool sounds
Rattl’ing windows
Prayer flags far too still
Birds just took their leave
Late morning already
And me not yet dressed for the day
Make me wonder
Are we getting any rain
In the Echinacea
A Cardinal, spying from the pow’r lines by my kitchen window, acts tempestuously
As if he cannot resist me
Truth be told, I’m fond of him, too
Remarkable as he is — less a vivid red than most, and volume missing in the tufts of his shaggy cone
I know the migration he’s been through, and he needs that
Unafraid to ask, I say, “What is it you want?”
His response…be still, my heart!
I won’t betray his confidence, but we see eye-to-eye
It’s the reason he finds himself landing in my backyard peach tree at every possible opportunity
Poking around in the Echinacea, for calm
Glad I give him refuge, I leave open the door
Talking with him like this, leaves me wanting more
And All The People Said
Let the sounds in — all of them!
Have them ramble around, bouncing off the humidity-coated walls
See which ones bust through stop signs and find rhythm with bird songs
Find which ones look like quiet conviction and calls to action
Then mull about together, dialogue, and make sense of this world with them
Create order from disorder and call it good again
At the end of the day, we must
For the Birds: A Haiku
We sit, as a cat
In this window, affected
Uncontrollably
Coupling
Something about 6 thirty
A.M.
Coffee calling
Birds beckoning
You
Something about 10 minutes
Absent-mindedly
Clutching comfort
Begin burning
Me
Song at the ready
Matchstick in hand
In harmony
Afire for it
We
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