Illegal Immigrant? (poem) by Ronald W. Hull on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on September 12, 2016

I love this, Ron; and I can relate in a way. This is the first time ever this summer that crickets have come here on the mountain; they are not even in the valley. The only times I've heard crickets before is in the movies. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on September 11, 2016

I GOOGLED IT ALSO AND SAY, THEY 'ARE' REALLY INTERESTING LOOKING! SO AMONG THE OTHER NUMEROUS THINGS THAT YOU DO AND ARE...YOU'RE A BIRDWATCHER! THANKS FOR SHARING THE INFO BUT SINCE I'M EIGHT STORIES UP IN THE CITY PART OF ATLANTA, I DON'T THINK I'LL BE SEEING A 'WHAT DUH'(SMILE) ANY TIME SOON. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Patricia Hilliard

Reviewed on September 9, 2016

Since I'm a bird watcher I took interest in your poem. It's very clever. Yes, probably caged birds that were turned loose, maybe because the owner could no longer afford to feed. I see a lot of released birds here in NJ across the river from NYCity. Many immigrant people who lose their pets to freedom.

Reviewed by Charles Neff

Reviewed on September 6, 2016

Keen observation and sleuthing, Ron. Almost makes me want to turn into the birdwatcher I've never been!
Charlie

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on September 4, 2016

I am lucky if I see a cardinal in the woods behind my apartment, but them I will take it as it is said that cardinals are sent by dead friends or family to let us know they are still with us...I would like to believe that...-e-

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

I'll KNOW where that bird came from, my man!!!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Elizabeth Towles

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

I liked your poem, and I know about these birds. They are among several other species called 'Mafia Birds' as a group. My favorites are the cuckoo birds and the cowbirds. There are a couple of duck species that do the same...ahh, all mothers aren't equal, so to speak. Sometimes a mother bird will notice the odd egg and will knock it out of the nest. But not always.
I enjoy your work. Thanks for sharing. Elizabeth

Reviewed by Eva Pasco

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

Hope you snapped a photo of that bird of a different feather.

Reviewed by John Herlihy

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

Birds always hold a special fascination, especially for poets. This little guy seems to be far from home; but making an impression all the same. John

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

This one's for the birds.

Michael D.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

I looked it up on Google Images, saw many photos much better than the one you gave us. Liked your poem about that illegal immigrant.

Reviewed by David Thompson

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

The Whydah certainly is a strange but beautiful specimen. I can't help but wonder how and why they have immigrated to North America, all the way from Africa. How interesting, too, that the queens lay their eggs in other birds' nests, letting those birds take care of their young. Seems like they may have taken on some human characteristics here.

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

No Whydah's here.

Always,
Deborah

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on September 3, 2016

We can only hope that with the world's climate condition we don't impact these small moments of beauty...because they're not there anymore.