Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
This is the wandering place I sit contemplating life
listening to raucous lovebirds quarreling over seed
chartreuse feathers gleaming with their blush peach cheeks
feeding tiny young discovering newfound wings
while here and there goldfinches jump into the fray
Gila woodpeckers come to pound on this aging mesquite
searching for a few morsels tucked within its peeling skin
While mourning doves meander on the rocky ground
scratching about for cast off seed and creepy crawly things
curve billed thrashers and pigeons may have overlooked
But then the brazen opportunists arrive
adorned in jack boot black and blue dress
ruffling their glossy feathers, puffing out broad chests
billy club grackles cawing – to break up the joyous party
and all the other birds take wing into the vast blue sky
©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Poetics: Looking Out the Window
Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page
Enchanted. I wish I had your window. It overflows with life…
Elizabeth
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Thank you Elizabeth!
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Beautifully and descriptively written, as usual. 🙂 I like the photo, too. the Eiffel Tower and the “Cancer sucks” card.
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Thank you!
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Utterly beautiful and vivid!
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Thank you!
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I’ve heard a lot about grackles. I wish we had them. The name alone makes me laugh 🙂 You paint a lively picture. I bet you could watch it for hours.
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Jane- sorry for the late reply, for some reason this ended up in SPAM. Yes, they can be quite the bully at the bird bath!
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A lot of my comments have gone to spam lately. It happens 🙂
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🙂
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A very pleasant view out of this window, Linda, a new one from your garden views. So many varieties of birds that live there sound amazing with their colors. The mourning doves with their peace and the grating grackles with their disruption are nice contrasts with each other.
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Thank you Lisa. My writing room is in the front of the house so the view is the front yard.
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Our windows are similar. Those grackles, as I say, are the politicians of the avian world! You describe your view so well!
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Thank you Beverly!
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Great photo Linda, so much interest in the foreground – Paris, owl, crystal, cancer card – and then my eye wanders out to the middle distance – and the bird feeder. What a pecking (dis)order you have – and the poem is full of this life – harsh, gentle, funny – (I remember my first seeing a woodpecker in N.Mexico – pounding away at some old tree – fantastic). Lovely.
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Thank you so much Peter!
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Beautiful observations from your vantage point 🙂
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Thank you Vivian!
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😊
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Lovely poetry 🙂
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Thank you!
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Lovely, Linda!
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Thank you Kim.
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You have a very nice view of the life beyond the window frame. Isn’t it interesting how birds are much like humans in their interactions!
Hope you are hanging in there!!
Dwight
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I am, thank you Dwight.
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Great!
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Love the window view. And those opportunists are really brazen. Take care dear Linda.
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Thank you Grace!
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A wonderful view, and your poem is a pleasure to read. Wonderfully done, Linda.
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Thank you so much!
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My pleasure, Linda.
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So good, so beautifully constructed. The words and image really make rich art work.
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Thank you!
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