Downey Baby Woodpeckers

Born to be a drummer...

On a Cool summer day when a Wind blew through 

I espied downy baby Woodpeckers on the ground  

I knew the Mother would be around as I sighed... 

Sure enough she was teaching them to fly... 

My favorite Bird has graced the Trunk of our 

Sugar Maple Tree... as I wake to the subtle 

sounds of a heavy metal band with a Beat 

that resonates with a soul-searching Red Crown... 

  

Reviews

[Neville]

how wonderful ... I was always woken by the sound of my local woodpecker drumming and when I moved recently I thought I may have heard the last of him .. however, get this .. I reckon he moved with me coz I can still hear him every single mane .. Bless ya soft n downey Pat :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Neville… God works in wondrous and Mysterious ways… so endearing your Downey Woodpecker follows you like poetry followers…. Blessed and thank you… gently, Pat

[redzone]

they do sound like a heavy metal band when a few of those woodpeckers start pecking away, jarring loose their food..... made me smile at this music you mention.... it is always a good morning when you can sit out on the back porch and listen to the sounds of nature..... the trees in my back yard are too far away to see them, but on some days they arrive and I can hear them pecking away.... beautiful as well as calming....

thanks for sharing your morning in a poem Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Curt... thanks for sharing your view of Nature and the heavy metal sounds of the Woodpeckers.
Our World desperately needs to be Saved from the threat of Sickness. Even the Birds have been sick on the East Coast... it may be from the Spray that was used to kill the Cicadas (locust) this year. So sad...
I trust that we and the Birds will survive ... and all the precious babies and children, as well as Older folk and Adults of every Age. Our Leaders need to Immediately Vaccinate all the Immigrants they have Invited into our Country in the Thousands. How can brilliant People be so Dumb... It is Beyond me. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

beautiful setting and scene .. love the downey characters and the action .. i have two flowering pear trees out front and the downeys have ringed them with perfection ... we also have Pileated Woodpeckers in the woods around here and their "thumping" beat is profound .. and they love communicating with it. another lovely poem of Nature and our feathered friends .. very enjoyable read for me.
i have never heard the term "... when a went blew through" ... is that you using poetic license or is it a colloquial saying around your neck of the woods?? what kind of a wind is a "went" ???
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Gene... must be my Muse "when the wind blew through"... we have had "wind-falls" that are unusual, particularly before a summer rain blessing.



dear Gene... my Muse is a Cricket on my shoulder...
and knew that a "wind blew through". I googled "Pileated Woodpeckers" and they look exactly like our Woodpeckers. They are on the East Coast and the West Coast, and in Canada. Since you reviewed my poem, I was able to post a photo of a baby Woodpecker with my poem. Being able to capture photos for my poems is like going to Vegas with little money... but lots of determination. My previous poem was missing a "Bird" so I did not get as many reviews... perhaps I should accept my feathered friends as my venue... and leave the "mature" poems
to the Shakers and Lovers. Thanks for making my Day chirp merrily. tenderly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene... thanks for encouraging me to wear my glasses when writing on WC. I changed "Went" to "Wind" and now it makes sense. I owe you One.
truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

i wasn't sure if it was a typo or not because .. it actually appealed to the abstract in me .. i was blessed many years ago with being a witness to 7 baby owls who started coming out of the hollow in a tree in our back yard .. my children were .. children at the time and me Ma was with us too. For about a week we would see them out on that branch .. still had downy feathering .. they began disappearing over that week as they took the leap and flew away .. love owls .. such a strong totem to me. peep peep! :)))))))))))))

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Gene… seven Baby Owls… how charming… so much Wisdom forthcoming…
You have had an interesting Life with children and nursing and so forth… these vintage days with Nature are precious. This morning I placed all words of seeds for all types of Birds on the railing of our Deck. First, there was a gorgeous Blue Jay and then anMale and female Cardinal touching feathers. She must have fledglings ‘Cuz the Male was really protecting her … it was Seret. I put fresh raspberries in between the scattered Seeds. They seem to like the seeet moisture!!! Hope your Summer is pleasant in the Ozarks. gently, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

its hot like an oven here lately but on the wind .. it says summer is over, Gene. ;) Fall is coming. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

Autumn is awesome with colors of gold and lavender… Amen x