visitor

19 Apr 2026 1 Comment

by lynn__ in haiku Tags: , , ,

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fluffs soft speckled breast

sports black bib, red bandana

my friend (the) flicker!

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Another birdbath visitor and almost as big as a crow! Also, remembering title from youth, My Friend Flicka (about a horse).

sighting

18 Apr 2026 Leave a comment

by lynn__ in classical haiku Tags: , ,

birdbath visitor

quick sips–jay on high alert

blue blur whirs away

haik-coo

13 Jun 2024 2 Comments

by lynn__ in haiku Tags: , , , , ,

pair of turtledoves

coo-cooing from tree and roof

to welcome us home

algae in birdbath

orange oriole takes sips

disturbed reflection

sing praise at day’s end

robins echo each other

my heart joins chorus

spring sevenling

18 Apr 2023 19 Comments

by lynn__ in sevenling Tags: , , ,

A window view with dVerse poets….

i rake dead leaves
pick up fallen sticks
fill birdbath to brim

seven sparrows
fritter in chirpy circle
twitter reflectively on rim

lazy gaze out window sees spring days peep in

spring sprung

05 Apr 2014 Leave a comment

by lynn__ in Uncategorized Tags: , ,

 

Sun smiles on five inches of wet snow melting to fill empty birdbath.

 

(photo: bebedero-pajaros, nicely painted)bebedero-pájaros

 

Bye, bye blackbird

03 May 2013 Leave a comment

by lynn__ in Uncategorized Tags: ,

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Those blackbird gangs in the grove are
raucous; noisier than an Iowa caucus.

They do not sing but loudly gripe;
more dreadful than the sneaky snipe.

They perch on top finger of evergreen, then
sway to break top off, with laughter mean.

Do not let their lovely feathers’ sheen fool;
their blackbird hearts are ugly and cruel.

They chase the sparrows, intimidate robins;
take over a birdbath like neighborhood snobbins.

If you want blackbirds to bake in a pie,
I have recipes you’re welcome to try!

as seen from my window

08 Aug 2012 Leave a comment

by lynn__ in Uncategorized Tags: ,

 

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A mythical “bluebird of happiness”

could never out do the cheery flock

of ordinary sparrows

gathering in my farm garden

for a chirpers’ convention.

Attendees all a”twitter” and

splashing sociably in the

rain-refreshed

birdbath.