My friend the Brown Thrasher

On a lazy summer afternoon I was visited by a Brown Thrasher 

He was standing up on his sturdy legs as though he was a Professor... 

He wanted to speak of his travels in the Mid West and across the plains 

so I offered him sips of hummingbird nectar as a sequester of sorts... 

It seemed to relax him and he began to chirp and sing melodies of 

Cactus flowers dancing beneath silver moons of raptured moments ... 

The Arizona sunsets were memorized in his mind as he seemed to 

mourn the beauty he left once upon a time.  I offered him a Nest 

that was available for just a few songs and a dance.  

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh my...so sweet this write, Pat....and i can see it as an allegory....the person who has moved from the place he or she loved...trying to get used to a new town or city...new environment...
i like the sturdy legs like a professor...i try to have those...
what an afternoon treat this poem is.
thank you,
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jacob... your scholarly charm has given me a pause to realize that so many strangers may be angels unaware... I actually had a strange bird appear on the railing of my deck outside my kitchen window. He stood like an Owl with a spotted chest but his face looked more like a brown thrasher. My heart lost a few beats and as I turned, he flew away.
I will never forget this larger than a bird and smaller than an Owl.... who may have traveled far. He looked very wise. truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

sorry Jacob... sent you a read request... I am such a bird brain... truly, Pat

[jacob erin-cilberto]

no problem Pat...my read request app has never been turned on...

[redzone]

beautifully written Patricia.... I love it when one of the birds (mostly wrens) come and sit on the railing of my back yard deck.... their chirping does maake it seem as if they want to talk to you, tell you their story of travels, sights they have seen... it's peaceful and exciting all at once... I can feel this as well in your poem and I am happy you had such an experience, may there be many more...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... I enjoyed hearing about your encounters with Wrens on your back yard deck. They seem to know that someone cares... and the Great Spirit abounds. My son married a Navajo lady and they have two young girls 7 and almost 5 who love Nature including the birds and ducks in SLC, Utah. They visited us here in Virginia in early May. fondly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Pat, your personification of the bird is brilliant. The story he told you was so lovely. Filled with rich imagery, your lines are a pleasure to read. You offered him a nest....which shows your compassionate soul. You love nature and you love people....and that is why I value our friendship. Wonderful poetry. Lydi*

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lydi... you made my heart chuckle. The day is yours to embellish. I adore your visit and will carry it in a Locket worn delicately. truly, Pat

[Lorry]

Isn't it amazing what nature confides in us I'd we listen?
I pictured this while sitting on my kitchen window ledge, looking out to see if there is anything in the garden that wants to share a tale.
Maybe I'll take them out a bit of breakfast as a sweetener.
Beautifully captured images in your words, of those moments that can stop us in our tracks and make us grateful to be there, in the moment.
A+, take another gold star 😀

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry... you are so much like a visitor on my
feeder ledge... never know just when you will appear with insight and knowledge you have tucked within. I will accept your gold star... and thank you for blessing my doorstep. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

I love it. The visitor, the professor's ambiance, an angel perhaps looking to bless others with knowledge and wisdom, the generosity of the host, the special bond. You are truly wonderful.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... there is a special bond with birds that spend time accepting the hospitality we offer. The colors and personalities affect our attitude as we go about our daily chores. We are entertaining little Angels unaware. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

I totally agree. You are welcome dear lady.

[Cherrie]

we work so hard to imitate what
nature, just is.
A very beautiful moment .

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Cherrie... we flutter our days away in song and nibbling the sesame seeds that lie on our burger bun... we build a nest and start a family and the storm clouds smile and clouds collide... but eggs rest easy in nests tucked away. Thanks for dropping by. fondly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

Sometimes I just want to dance and sing a song
with my friend the Brown spotted Thrasher. truly, Pat