#Haibun: Summer Feeding

From my writing room, I have a view of the front garden. The sun is rising in a pale pink sky and peeks through my window, creating rainbows from the hanging prisms. It is here, in this magical place where I watch the panorama of nature unfold before me as an unseen observer.

This is the time of year when there are 30-40 lovebirds perched on the sprawling limbs of the Mesquite tree. Although in full view, they blend into the tree foliage but for their rosy peach cheeks. I can hear their distinctive chatter which is bright and gay; a raucous chorus. Among them, there is always at least one hybrid. Today it is the pale yellow one I call Butter. Because she is different, the others often scold and fuss at her but she holds her own, never backing down.

Within the flock that visits, there are at least a dozen new babies; I recognize them by the black spot on their beaks. I smile as two baby lovebirds flap their wings, trying to get their father’s attention. Papa bird relents and regurgitates food into the gaping mouth of the little ones. I marvel at both the father’s tenderness and the tenacity of the young ones, who are always hungry.

bright summer fledglings
learning to survive and thrive
mimicking parents

©2019 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poets Pub: Monday- Lost and Found Nature’s Magic

32 Comments on “#Haibun: Summer Feeding

  1. What a magical place to see, listen and marvel at these birds and their fledgings. They sure brighten up the view with their color and bird songs.

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  2. OMG this is awesome, luv the contemplative mood you have written in. You took me into the scene.
    Happy Monday

    Much❤🕊❤love

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  3. I don’t think I’d get any writing done. I’d be too engrossed in the birds. But then, you’ve solved it by writing about the birds.

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  4. I like how you described the other birds scolding Butter. I will have to pay more attention to how the birds that come near the house treat each other. I tend to take them too much for granted.

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  5. I have been vacationing with family, including my son who I haven’t seen. I got all mushy and huggy with them and told them how proud I was of them… my son and daughter laughed, and I knew they were going to tell me that I was sounding just like my Dad… they did, because we have always laughed at how mushy my Dad is, and then there I was doing it. I just felt lucky to have been born into a flock of lovebirds. Your Haibun is so perfect, reflects the symmetry in nature across species and generations, we can be wonderful or cruel fractals.

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