Charmed Chaos
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From My Window
In the room where I write each day, I watch the world go by
through this plate glass window, I’ve seen some magnificent sights
A Cooper’s hawk comes visiting hunting easy prey,
for the feeders are always laden with a smorgasbord everyday
I hear the muffled chatter of the chartreuse and peach lovebirds
as they scramble for a place among the rest of the bird herd
Ruby throated hummingbirds flit from feeder to limb to sky,
their iridescent feathers shimmering as they soar high
The mourning doves are fat and plump, the pigeons are obese
they scramble over the ground snatching up fallen seed
Woodpeckers come pecking at the tree finding bugs to eat,
and plunging their beaks in the suet, a welcome winter treat
Goldfinches cling to the thistle sock swinging in the breeze,
filling their tiny bellies with the Nyjer seed
From time to time, a ground dove hops on the windowsill,
peering through the window, tapping with its long bill
Cocking its head from eye to eye, giving me a wise look
as if to say still writing I see, why not write a whole book!
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
Flickr: Paul Cooper
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Awesome, and how great to have such a wonderful view as you write! 🙂
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Yes, thank you so much. I am blessed and so grateful.
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And fine material for a book it is!
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Thanks Ken! Appreciate you stopping by.
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So wonderful to have so many birds coming to your feeder. I miss that, am not allowed to feed the birds in this building………I especially smiled at your closing lines. Indeed, why not?
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Thank you Sherry!
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So much fun, checking on the birds with you. Most I knew from my boyhood’s Audabon deck of bird cards. I believe they are lost forever. Ground Doves were not in the cards.
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They are actually Inca doves but I call them ground doves because they forage on the ground. 😊Thanks Jim!
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2 and commented:
Excellent concluding lines.
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Thank you!
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What a delight poem to celebrate the presence of the birds in your garden. Hopefully you won’t get neighbors with cats! That would really spoil your relationship with the literary dove!
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Haha! Yes, they would.
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What a lovely and active view! So charming. Thanks. k.
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Thank you!
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Linda, what a wonderful view out your window. I felt like I was sitting with you! Lovely! ❤️
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Thank you Dorinda!
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You’re welcome!
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The view from your window, a pleasure!! A treasure! A whole world going on…
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Yes, thank you! It is so inspiring.
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That’s a beautiful, inspiring view. There are times I stand at my backdoor and lose myself to the heart song of nature.
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Indeed it’s easy to do. Thank you so much.
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Quite a morning you had there! Beautiful view from your creative space:)
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Thank you kindly. I feel so blessed.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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