Sunday, March 29, 2009

Spring crocus, creative commons.
Originally uploaded by Futurilla

P recious crocus
O pening wide in
E xile from its warm bed
T asting the cool air
R eaching up its head

Y awning, open to the sky

The Leaving (inspired by Leonard Cohen)

We packed a box, cleared a table.
Threw out old magazines, or what we were able.
It's time to go, it's time to move now.

We rolled up our rugs, emptied our drawers.
We wrapped dishes in paper, and swept up the floors.
It's time to go, it's time to move now.

Outside we raked leaves from the beds,
taking care not to break daffodil heads.
It's time to go, it's time to move now.

In the bird bath we poured the last cool water
and filled the feeders with finch seed for after.
It's time to go, it's time to move now.

Monday, March 23, 2009

P erched

O n the fence

E ach sparrow is a

T ease for the cat in the window

R eady to pouce; if only he were in the

Y ard.

Originally uploaded by *János*

Robin Redbreast

Robin Redbreast
Originally uploaded by John Spooner

creative commons license

P erhaps you thought poetry was made

O f words. But it is

E ven made of the robins, stones, oceans, and

T all oak and birch trees.

R eally.

Y ou only need to look and listen.

P eels from apples, cucumbers, left-

O ver leaves , grasses,

E gg shells, and coffee grounds decompose

T oday so that

R eturns of

Y esterday will fill tomorrow.

"P rimroses" the poet wrote.

O f flaura and fauna she was well versed.

E ach kingdom of the universe, she

T ouched with her pen to

R ecall, as she named them.

"Y es!" She exclaimed, "Yes!"
P eople rush in traffic all

O ver town.

E xcited and eager

T o get home, eat dinner,

R ead a book, or the newspaper,

Yawn and go to sleep.

P arties are

O ften

E nded after

T ime to

R ejoice and declare,

Y ahoo!
Composed with help from Wikipedia the online encyclopedia created by contributors.

P igeons are doves

O nly we often forget.

E ven the "Feral Rock Pigeon"

T hat you see in cities

R eally is a dove.

Y oung doves (pigeons) are called "squabs."

Black Capped Chickadee

Black Capped Chickadee
Originally uploaded by hlkljgk

from creative commons

Saturday, March 14, 2009

(Click to hear two Chickadee songs --both the Phoebe (fee-bee) and Chickadee dee dee)
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Phoebe Dating Song

I live in this tree!
Chirped cheery Miss Chickadee Dee.
Scat you prowling cat!

This tree belongs to me,
Sang Mr. Deedy, chickadee dee.
Then adding a note,
he whistled Phoebe, phoebe, phoebe...

Let's make it a date
Before it's too late
We have on our caps
While that cat naps

Flippity, flap, flap
Happy to fly
Before we're cat pie

Chickadee dee dee,
Chickadee dee dee

Friday, March 13, 2009

Originally uploaded by garagesoap

Bewildered and Out of Tune

There once was a bee named June,
who tried to make song with a spoon.
To improve she took music classes.
Her teacher said "June, you need glasses."
Poor, unmusical June, even Her buzz was doomed.

for LBM