Romantic Notions of a Cedar Waxwing

Bold and demure as a song of Spring...

Spring will bring the beautiful Cedar Waxwings 

with their silky and shiny brown and gray feathers... 

fluttering among the branches... taking chances of 

courting a Beauty to create fledglings... 

An airey song of love Eternal... 

promising a Summer of Blossoms of sweet dreams 

and a nest of fledglings.  

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

Makes me think of their perhaps brief lives and times under the sun in which they find love eternal and the bloom of spring that dwells in their spirit forever. How beautifully with your words, you capture the beauty and nobility of Nature and it’s creatures...

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest DIVYA... if only we could be so noble weathering the storms of life searching for Love and Divinity. Your words wrap around my heart like Foxglove and Gladiolas charming my dreams. truly, Pat

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Rebirth...renewal and all things beautiful...what a wonderful time of year it is ...love is in the air...everywhere...can’t wait....🌹🌹🌹

[SkinlessFrank]

In Quebec we call them "jaseur des bois"....chatterboxes of the woods (translation). Your poem makes me pine for spring.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Frank... I like your French expression... chatterboxes of the Woods...
perfect description. Yes, pining for Spring is a group of Tulips singinging Clair de Lune... truly, Pat

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

I think it was extremely classic. I can imagine all this in front of my eyes while reading your words Pat. Hats off to you!

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sky... looking forward to Spring and all the
Overtures of Romance. Your review is like seeing a
beautiful bright Red Cardinal who tips his Hat with a
"Howdy Mamn" and a wink of his eye. I appreciate your extraordinary review. truly, Pat

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

I wouldn't mind being the one "Howdy Man" lol
You are most welcome Pat :)

[redzone]

nicely written Patricia, could use some Spring thoughts right about now as it is about to snow and on 30 F.... be even so, the wrens and sparrows fight with the squirrels for the seeds at my bird feeders.... thanks for the warmer thoughts Patricia...

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... Today Saturday... there is a light snow... not certain what it will do.
The Cardinals bright red feathers are quite a contrast against snow here in Fredericksburg, Virginia. dearly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

your appreciation of our feathered friends and Mother Nature inspires me Pat .. every time .. your matter of fact presentation woven with color and touch and scent ... i am making an effort to watch birds, try and note how to ID them lately .. my brother in law gave me a bird book a while back and i am finally making use of it... just last month a pair of blue birds checked out our "bird house" ... it may even be the same that had it last year ... so exciting!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear E... thanks for joingbthe “feathered Club”. Now that we seem to live in a Bird Sanctuary, I am hoping this year to also attract Blue Birds.. it may take a few years with a Special blue bird Box for nesting. Hummingbirds can take awhile to find your feeder. This January we have lived in this Cluster of Homes for two years, so we may be in for a lot of Birds as time goes by. It is exciting that you have Blue Birds. With best regards, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

Photo and words. Amazing dear Pat. Here in Michigan, confuse birds hang around. The weather is confusing them. 50 degrees in Michigan. New thing for Michigan. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry my friend.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... so kind of you to read my poem...I have read that organizations that deal with Clomate Change have been “tracking@ birds for a number of years and the birds are Confused about when to migrate because of the change in Climate.
As a child I lived in Ohio for two years and we would visit friends in Michigan. I love to know where all the poets live. truly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

One day. We should meet. I am doing a poetry reading tomorrow in Utica. Nice when people who love the word can gather. Thank you dear Pat for reading and the comment.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear John... reading poetry sounds very bohemian...
for me a live like a gypsy with bells on my toes. One day we may meet on a branch of an apple tree with blossoms and chirp about life and miracles. dearly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I hope my dear friend. Two poetry readings near my home. Years ago, when I was station in California and Texas. I read weekly at the poetry readings. Coffee and poetry. If I was wealthy. I would open a small book store for people to shared their writing and help each other. And a place for new singers.

[Patricia Wedel]

There is a family-owned Antique Bookstore of very old Books... most are collectables and not for sale. People discuss literature and poetry. I visit just for the Ambience and to talk to the owner's very elderly Father who is charming and very knowledgeable. Pat

[J. J. Nightingale]

Very beautiful.... happy to read from another BIRD lover...I feed them daily...and my heart is warmed....

Jazzy

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Jazzy... it is a pleasure to know you feed the birds. They are so grateful...
like having a Chorus of Knightengale sing
forever and a day. truly, Pat

[J. J. Nightingale]

RIGHT YOU ARE....

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Nightingale... my spelling was not correct... but my feelings are true.
Wishing you the best new year ever. We have a huge window that overlooks an old Deck with a wide Ledge where I leave lots of seeds scattered including oiled sunflower seeds. We see so many Breeds, especially Cardinals all year (up close and personal) if we are very still and do not scare the birds. It is a wonderful feeling to nourish them. I distract the Squirrel and Ravens by putting out Roasted unsalted Peanuts in the Shell in several Cirners if the large wide Ledge around the Deck.
With affection... Pat

[J. J. Nightingale]

Oh my... so good to know you are watching out for so many birds... I mostly feed doves and sparrows... I love watching them feed.....♥

[Patricia Wedel]

Our Mourning Doves are the bravest birds
Of all... so trusting and sweet. We do have small birds also... I am fascinated that their wings take them so high and distances. We love the Chicadees in Season as well as Robins and Blue birds... even the Blu Jays

[J. J. Nightingale]

SOUNDS WONDERFUL....

[Patricia Wedel]

Our own small Bird Sanctuary... lovely to be friends with you Jazzy. dearly, Pat

[J. J. Nightingale]

Happy to be a friend with you....

[Sami Khalil]

On what better than birds to represent our longing for freedom and romance! They are exposed to predators and the elements but still survive and that is the core of the human existence. Deep inside, I feel your connection and gratitude in your season of life. May your observations and wings of imagination carry you to your heart's desires.
You are a poet with class...

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Sami... I am beholding... you are a poet with eternal etchings in a gallery of starry skies of wisdom where words are used in extraordinary venues of adventure.
truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! All the humble gratitude. Honorably welcome.

[Ralph Proenza (Docralph..]

How clever your perspective. You give a give glimpse of the beauty of Spring and what it offers. Nice writing, Patricia.

[Patricia Wedel]

Thank you Ralph... I love watching the colorful birds and imagine how natural they feel in their environment. Wishing you a lovely new year as flowers wake in Spring to rejoice and bloom. truly, Pat

[B. Boileau]

You pen a wonderful image as always. Taking that chance of romance, as spring is the start of new life & sweet dreams.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Poet Boileau... an awesome dance 💃 when the air is alive with orchestrated blossoms of sensual persuasions... a dream created once upon a cloud. Your visit is a pillow to rest upon ‘til Spring arrives. dearly, Pat