While sipping hot coffee
From within the warmth
Of my dwelling
I peer
Through glass sliding doors
Out into a clear icy
Winter mountain mornings
The sun is bright
I can not hear
The wind
Blowing through the trees
A sound that’s soothing
To my soul.
Perched high on a leafless
Maple tree I saw
A Blue Jay
Fly from a tree to a tree
Watched him dive
From limb to limb
Till he landed on the snow
Searching for a hopeful seed
Or a dry berry that fell
From a tree.
I must be blest
This lovely morning
For on that same tree
A small Woodpecker
Is pecking at it bark
He moves from side to side
In up and down movements
I hope he finds that grub
Warming itself
Beneath the winter coat
Of that blessed tree
That offers so much to thee.
I love this poem William, bird watching can be so fascinating, and I love the different ways they move and chatter!Their colors also a treat to the eye. Thanks for sharing!
Determined to play catch-up this morning, I grabbed a cup of coffee and with the click of my mouse, I joined you in this soothing scene. What a lovely way to start the day. Thank you for taking me there.
--RaeLynn
My morning coffee was once spoiled by seeing a gang of raven busy chasing small birds for a few grains of corn.
I would had prefferred a blue jay instead or a woopecker to call one hangover's attention.
Georg
...one sees the beauty of freedom in flight...and in ones nature... also finds the comfort of word to page.
moments of peace in this write William...
Thank You ...
John
Smooth flow of imagery. It is indeed a gift to just sit and watch wonderful creations around us and be able to make something out of them and let those beautiful words flow right through the pen. Thank you for sharing that gift.
A beautiful write my friend, I love to sit and quietly watch the wonders of nature around me, it's amazing what we see, if we only take the time...well done!
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 3, 2008
And that berry could grow in to anything, the more one looks the more one feels...
Nice imagery and view of winter's outdoor habitants. Enjoyed this.
Best regards,
Leland
Reviewed by Sanja Dayslink (Reader)
Reviewed on January 3, 2008
I love to birdwatch - unfortunately we are in a deep freeze right now and the birds are in hiding....sometimes, wish I could instead of have to face the cold to get to work...hehe. Very nice natural write.
William,
This is so refreshing to read as I am waking up after a restless evening. I have just penned a nature poem as well.. Always on the same wave length..
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
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--RaeLynn
I would had prefferred a blue jay instead or a woopecker to call one hangover's attention.
Georg
moments of peace in this write William...
Thank You ...
John
Be well,
Sheri
Blessings,
Joyce B.
Thanks for sharing and caring!!
Love Tinka
Peace,
Dan
Best regards,
Leland
This is so refreshing to read as I am waking up after a restless evening. I have just penned a nature poem as well.. Always on the same wave length..
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.