bird – One Woman's Quest

In Dreams

Mysterious, this pull
these avian dreams

I would rather fly away
lacking courage’s backbone

Yet here we are, facing
another day – me the bird

And you, the indomitable tree
roots to my wayward vision

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)

You misconceive the calling,
says bird in bush –
troubled times
call for comfort
not derailment
of humanity –
petty, bickering
without soul –
I may be bird-brained
but human sense
has the consistency
of overripe fruit.

(Tuesdays, I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image my own)

Glorious Morning

Cardinal sings me awake
promises a verdant day
viburnum scented breezes
and the sun’s warming light.

(Tuesdays, I borrow a poem from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image from personal collection. Linking this up with my weekly challenge, which is morning. Also linking up with Eugi’s Causerie prompt of the week: song.)

Northern Flicker

My forward movement
startles us both –
you ground foraging
with the robins,
me delighted
by a flash of red –
heart at your nape.
You rise, alight
on tree branch
your squeaky call,
warning or greeting
stops me in my track –
patiently I wait
as you circle the tree
head bobbing, alert,
till we both settle
and my lens succeeds.

(For Granny Shot It’s Bird of the Day. Image from personal collection.)

Heron Reflection

Silent as the Great Blue,
Autumn hues creep
shifting the landscape
altering my mood.

Do feathers quiver
at the ensuing chill,
or is it merely human
this seasonal affect?

(For Granny Shot It’s Bird of the Day)

Goldfinch

Sunshine breezes in
golden wings deposit joy –
ripples renewal.

(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: wind/ ripple. Also linking up with Granny Shot It’s Bird of the Day. Image from personal collection.)

Tag: bird

Kingfisher