Red-breasted Nuthatcher Lament

Warmth of Rose-colored Clouds...

Living in a Forest of Fir and Pine 

I find Solace in the morning Sun...  

as it streaks through the boughs of a new day.  

I often pray for my feathered friends. 

who live in Cities where the Bustle of life 

is far too busy... 

I wish they would join me for a Holiday.  

We would find plenty of pine cone seeds 

and sweet nectar to drink... wink... wink.  

(dedicated to our Poet Margie... 

snug in the Hills of forbidden Comfort). Amen 

 

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Wonderful words for Margie who I would say is stuck out in the sticks and yet I know she adores where she resides with her furries and all the creatures who visit her. Lucky for me I live in the country, yet close enough to town if I really have to. Nothing like the morning sun rising above the trees to welcome in a new day. Margie will love your thoughtfulness and playful lines dear Pat. Have a wonderful day.

Chris

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Chris... Margie will flutter her wings when she reads your words. We are waiting for Spring and the vaccine... while the Birds sing... tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Poets... a poem for our poet Margie... Barley Girl
who gives us so much love and laughter...
tenderly, Pat