FRIENDSHIP

A happy poem after a few dark ones

We blink in sync

five seconds, he's astray

the red head Finch greets me in the morn

in a distinct and inviting play

We cement our friendship

he lands on his perch at dawn

wings flutter, our cryptic wave

he chirps to arouse, as I stretch and yawn

Reviews

[zainul]

Can you compare this friendship with a pet?
Nice work.Enjoyed a lot.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your kind comment, and nice to see you at the Cafe

[zainul]

You are most welcome.
If you have an account in LinkedIn you may love to add me.
read moreYou are most welcome.
If you have an account in LinkedIn you may love to add me.
My link is here:
https://www.linkedin.com/in/syed-zainul-abedin-0142662a/

[Betty Hermelee]

I don't have much to do at LinkedIn, so sorry

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This is delightful! I love the finches that come to our feeder. Every now and then, in summer, we have a goldfinch that comes to visit with his less flamboyant brothers and sisters. He's drop dead gorgeous. I enjoyed your poem.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for you comment, nice to see you again!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Betty... we must have learned the “art of love” from our winged friends. Your poetry is intrinsic intimacy on an apple blossom tree of Spring conspiracies. truly, Pat

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your lovely review; lets become friends!

[Lea Sheryn]

You're poetry is playful and alive. It is always a joy to read anything you produce!

[Betty Hermelee]

Lea, as always I love your comments!

[Lea Sheryn]

Thank you so much!

[Katrina Mckeown]

Such a sweet poem I can just imagine that finch chirping and fluttering and inviting you to play. Great imagery.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your kind comment Katrina

[Katrina Mckeown]

Was my pleasure to read :)

[bigfootprint]

Love this one, reminds me of Arthur Godfrey's Breakfast Club from the 40s. This delightful exchange between feathered friend reminds us all of the narrow straits separating God's sentient creatures. The rhyme adds amplifies. Your imagery and narrative development are impressive, as is your knack for communication with your breakfast guest. I had a similar experience with a robin that spent a season tapping daily on my window pane and following me from room to room. I could share that poem if you like. It was posted some years back. The last two commas confuse. Great work, Betty. You show notable growth in presentation.

[Betty Hermelee]

Wow!! what a great compliment; thank you so much; yes I would love yuo to send me your poem about the robin!!!

[bigfootprint]

I decided to post it. You can find it on my WC postings.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

what a great alarm clock.....flutter flutter, chirp chirp...
ah, the life.

[Betty Hermelee]

Very true! I wish I really had a a sweet bird to wake me, thanks for your chirpy comment!

[John the Baptist]

Sometimes an animal in its innocent ways can lift a human heart. Perhaps we should pay more attention to the animals in our lives these days.

[Betty Hermelee]

Yes we should! Thanks for your kind comment.

[emmajoy]

'We blink in sync... ' friends from the moment your paths cross of a morning. What a way to start the day.

Your words could so easily be lyrics! There's literally a light as a feather dance of exchange tween you and that bird - what wonderfully smile-proof dawns you share, Bette. Thank you so much for making me smile. Keep safe, please

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for your lovely comment Emma!

[Paul Bell]

Not really sure if the window cleaner has come early, or left early.
Sort of like the idea of waking up with the birds mind you.

[Betty Hermelee]

Thank you for you kind words, Betty