Wild and Free on a tree Branch

As I experience each day.   

I fly high as a Northern Flicker...  

dressed in latest fashion in 

black and brown feathers...  

My hat is a reddish gold where 

my senses are forever bold...  

No one ever figures my riches 

are butterfly sparrow songs and the  

sound of buzzing bees in honeycombs... 

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I haven't read anything at the cafe in a month or two & this title made me click on your poem as the first thing I'm reading, upon returning! I love this. I really see myself in it, all the way! I am this free & wild bird, sitting on my branch, preening my feathers for absolutely nobody, but just becuz it feels so good to be alive! I love how your poetry taps into that spirit of living in vast freedom like the featheries do! Here's hoping everything is going well for you & that this pandemic biz hasn't impacted you or your loved ones (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Margie... we have people kneeling... whether or not they should...
some people pray in private and others pray in public... either way we are in this world together. So far our family has been spared during this pandemic... we wash our hands and wear Masks... for ourself and each other. Intelligent citizens will ponder and then take charge of what is the best way to recover. It is lovely to be Wild and Free...
May your days be Cool 😎 gently, Pat

[T.S. Ulmus]

Beautiful imagery and such a lovely exemplification of the Zen concept of wealth beyond the material. No one can own the sound of buzzing bees but you and I are both rich with it. This poem reminds me of my favorite poem in the world, an ancient Chinese series of poems called "the 10 bulls".

[Patricia Wedel]

dear T.S. Other cultures have felt the beauty of nature to be essential to our survival... as our mind is part of the beauty of life and can only be healthy when we view the beauty of mountain streams and waterfalls and the Kiss of the Divine. gently, Pat

[emmajoy]

Hello, dear petal! Yet again you nudge me to learn another of your country's birds.. and is lovely, as is your poem. You have a gentle way of saying, LOOK! And I did,... then re.read your lovely words and can now sit down a while, close my eyes and see your poem come to life. Thank you so very much. Love to you all, keep safe. Please.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Em... of all the feathers that delight our senses... would be the Angel Wings that bring you to us in your own rainbow 🌈 signs that show up when the storm has passed and we want to know that you are fine and will be there when we whistle a tune that you adore. tenderly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Just a qick peep to say hello to you and a few other friends.. tis late here, phone on the go now and again! Even your thank yous make beautiful poetry, dear lady. Many thank yous for each one of them. Hugs.

[Patricia Wedel]

Some people sing for a living... some gamble for a living. I bet you dance for a living-- dance like Lillies in a field of troubled buttercups. Life is like a Dahlia with buds of faith, hope and charity... but the greatest of these is love. truly, Petal x

[emmajoy]

Clever you., petal, have always loved to dance!! As a wee girl that's what i wanted to do - stage work, musicals, tho had ballet classes too! Even now, radio going will dance to whatever! Music is one of those wonderful common denominators that budge folk into a happy group... hands up and shake it all about... or.. lie back and watch the clouds change their la-la-la shapes!

And, YES, the greatest of everything is LOVE...

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Pat, I googled Northern Flicker to find out more about this avian friend. You have personified this bird and I love your lines. You have me flying high this Saturday morning with you. Sending warm wishes. I love the posted image of you and your dearest. It has got to be. Now there's two birds of a feather who stick together :)

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Chris... how charming of you to research the Northern Flicker... so gorgeous
In colors and fashion. Yes, the photo with my poem is myself with husband Roger. We love to eat at Cracker Barrel by the fire in the Winter. It is a blessing to learn about our Avian friends. They are an inspiration to me... all over the world... an amazing gift to everyone. tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree with the poem. I find peace in nature.
"No one ever figures my riches
are butterfly sparrow songs and the
sound of buzzing bees in honeycombs..."
Dear Pat. I did enjoy the poetry.
Coyote

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest John... lovely to read your review...
yes, we are very Rich and fortunate to have the beauty and inspiration of Birds and everything in Nature... flowers by the Sea
and even thee. We are all part of Creation.
tenderly, Pat

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Pat.

[Dave Brown]

Very enjoyable Pat
unfortunately, we do not have the Northern Flicker in our area but we are blessed these days with a hoard of new babies being fed by busy mothers!
The cutest of these is the chickadee with the splash of white on their cute cheeks
Ain't it grand

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dave... Chickadees are adorable... in our Cottage where we previously lived, we had a young Cherry tree that had beautiful blossoms in the Spring. One morning there were about seven Chickadees among the soft pink blossoms... I will always remember their visit. gently, Pat

[AJNJ]

Beaitifully written. Filled with nature's royal colors. Truly magnificient. Enjoyed this read....

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Pestonjee... yes.. our best fashion colors are worn by our super sonic birds who fly with the greatest of ease over treetops and on Covers of Vogue Magazine where Women aspire to keep abreast of fashion
Couterie. Thanks for the Review that captivates the discerning lovers of propriety.
gently, Pat

[AJNJ]

You’re so welcome Ms. Pat!

[Papaya]

You keep good company. So uplifting. Beautiful poem, Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Ana... having a birds eye view of life is really amazing and perhaps the birds occasionally enjoy an earthly view as well. Hope you are well and enjoying the sunshine. gently Pat

[NotUsinganymore]

Very lovely poem! I enoyed it. c: It had a good meaning. c:

[Patricia Wedel]

dear JungLee... the meaning of life is often seen
in nature where birds and flowers dance and sing...
and we need to be doing that also... must be the
answer to a beautiful life. Thank you for your kind review. tenderly, Pat

[NotUsinganymore]

Sounds lovely c:

[Fabian G. Franklin]

A lovely representation of beauty in nature. I enjoyed the read. Bless, F.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Fabian... the birds have the loveliest of feathers... so refined. "Consider the Lillies of the field"... we are one with nature. May you be blessed and safe. gently, Pat

[Lorry]

My mind took a left turn at fashion and diverted me into thinking that the birdsong soundtrack, when translated would read... "And here's Pat in this years must have feathered number", while the paparazzi clicked away.
But to be truly free, there wouldn't be any paparazzi 😀
If our days were filled like this Pat, we'd all smile a little more I think.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lorry ... a lovely review... tethered with freedom to be dressed in nature’s best to keep Cool in the shade of Sycamore leaves. May we always strive to design our unique existence in so many ways. tenderly, Pat