Soda Crackers

delightful experience with fascinating birds as they come to feast on soda crackers.

Soda Crackers

Shared morsels at wood's edge,

yes I have!

crispy bits of soda crackers. 

Spotted towhee, pine chipmunk,

 little mouse-

 come to visit for their own

little share and nibble.

They enter without hesitation

for this table laid out.

Here and gone but word gets out.

The feast is readily attended

 by others like them,

nothing lost.

Neither a word spoken nor a

 gripe displayed,

Simply consumed

 at lightning speed.

Author's Note

Any ideas about content or context? Experiences with critters anyone else?

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love your poem, but I would not feed wildlife the empty crap we humans invented. Soda crackers? I wouldn't feed my dog soda crackers! But aside from my culinary snobbishness, I find it amazing how (living in the wilderness as I do) the word gets around when there is something for the birds to eat around here! The birds peck my garden to pieces & they get enuf of my food, so I don't feel any obligation to feed the greedy little suckers any more than they already grab! *wink! wink!* Happy Easter! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Margie. I love the descriptions of your 'habitat' ha ha. I sounds so terrific. Well I have a fence around my property so no deer. Other critters do manage to find there way though. Song birds are so super!
Love your thoughts.
Kathy

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love this looking forward to judging this Comp good luck 😉

[Kathy Van Kurin]

It's funny where a soul can find inspiration. A blackberry hedge was the scene of a place to feed
dear little birds a soda cracker feast.
Blessings and I wish you good in your own life.
Kathy

[wordman]

a beautiful site to see,critters coming over for dinner,maybe ad some cheese and a bag of deer corn,,no wine please,birds don`t fly well on wine

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Wordman,
Your great! "birds don't fly well on wine." Yes, thanks I will surly remember that. Cheese and deer corn. Corn is good but have done cheese. My dog, Violet is cool with corn though.
See ya later!
Kathy

[wordman]

but i do,lol

[emmajoy]

The Creator gave us birds so we could understand the difference between walking pon uneven stone or being carried in arms that never bruise. Tis same with scurrying sniffers!

Those creatures you feed in your garden - not all familiar to me, must have varying personalities plus an instinctive sense of survival. How delightfully satisfying for them =- and their happy audience! Wonderful words, Kathy sketched in such charming stanzas.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

emmajoy,
This poem came from an experience which was like a dream. I don't know......it's like being ready and prepared to absorb. It was special to me I know! Your time and review is also very special to me and gives the effort spent writing a simple thing a sweet reward.
Blessings to you dear writer!
Kathy

[emmajoy]

For me, right or wrong, every eperience, thought, dream - good and bad-ish is part of an erratic learning curve. Not easy when thngs are evil bad.
But, maybe the little lessons help in a way but admit, am still learning to adapt them for the use of.. Seems writing has done that for you.. which is wonderful, isn't it. Someone as instinctive as you can magic trasure! Just thought: *Life is an Escher design.. makes some kind of sense!! Blessings and smiles flying your way too.. xx

* Think i might use that for a poem some time!

[emmajoy]

Must learn to spell treAsure!

[richieb]

Kathy,
I enjoyed your poem. I think you covered this feast well. My wife and I feed the critters behind our house. It is joyful and relaxing to watch them.
Your poem had a easy playful flow to it.
Richie b.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

richie b
"easy and playful" I like that! Yes little song birds are so quick in thier movement as they zip about. I love to watch them. Don't we have manyy opportunities as you and your wife do enjoying them in your own backyard. I love that you both can enjoy them. bless you and thank you so much for reading soda Crackers........Kathy

[Pete]

a delight and playful. this is the good stuff of life.

Made me think of: "Look at the birds of the air: They do not sow or reap or gather into barns — and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his lifespan?"

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Pete,
Oh the words of Jesus mean so much! These feathered creatures are something that are in every area where people dwell. We can identify with what the lovely words mean.birds that do not sow or reap or gather .your heavenly Father feeds them. Do we realize that we are much more valuable? Love your review so much. You have blessed me..................Kathy

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This is a familiar scene....it happens to me everyday.

Flocks of Rainbow lorikeets that come tapping at the kitchen window for their daily feed. Add Galahs, Myrna's, Cockatoos and Pigeons, and it becomes a regular meeting of the breeds!

A nice write; grounded in realism and experience.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Doodley,
I cannot say I have had such an experience as you relate in your review. What it must be like?! It is so neat to hear how you have the joy of these exotic bird; (Exotic to me that is.I have always found what some would think of as tiny common songs birds so wonderful with thier quick movements and antics. Thank you for visiting me here and for your helpful and kind words................Bless you.................Kathy

[Tom]

It is truly a pleasure and privilege to share a little time and a few crackers with nature's wondrous creatures as they go about their busy lives!

A beautifully construed nature poem, privileged indeed!

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Tom,
When a heart is just free to be. Do we care about outward strain? Give me a free flowing moment to simply be! I wish that a I had more moments that inspired this little poem. Thanks for reading. Kathy

[marilyn 1225]

love your quick and fun and meaningful poem as a young girl I loved feeding the pedgens on the boardwalk of Atlantic City peanuts from the peanut store there.. fast they consumed and more and more came
a great feeling I loved your poem you do justice to giving food to small wee animals thank you

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Marilyn,
Thanks. This poem came of a sunny hope filled day. I was visited by a darling pine chipmunk. Have not seen him in a while so this poem is even more meaningful as I hope to see him again. I love your story of your girlhood too. Pidgins, iv'e not fed before. It sounds like such a cool experience to be surrounded by them. Bless you this Thanksgiving season. Kathy

[marilyn 1225]

Happy Thanksgiving to you too Kathy you have a very good heart also talent for writing a great combination

[D Connolly]

Every night I sit out on the porch and watch all the critters. I love how you described it, all the different little guys coming out to their feast

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Thanks D. connolly, Glad you can enjoy your porch like that! Fun for sure; you are blessed Kathy