Lessons from the Birds

Like the lark

That fills the dark with song

Or the robin

That sings on a day, rainy-blue

Or the hummingbird

That drinks deep the nectar of life

Ah, we should try to live thus too

© Janet Martin

This antique-jar hummingbird feeder was gifted to me by some dear friends for my birthday a few weeks ago!
Thank-you, gals.
Your gift is appreciated by bird and bird-watcher:)

Paparazzi...

PAD Challenge, Day 28; For today’s prompt, write a bird poem. Pick a bird, any bird, and write a poem about it. Or just write a poem that happens to have a bird somewhere in it. Or, well, you know the drill by now–use your imagination!

They sit in the bushes content to wait

Thirsty for blood or a head on a plate

Not unlike the cat who sits all day

Ready to snare unsuspecting prey

© Janet Martin

Wordless Epiphany

If bird could put in word

The melody that paints the dawn

And spills from wooded columns of the earth

T’would awe the mortal passer-by

To hear its message known

As they pour out the fullness of their worth

The poet with its little pen

Would realize at last

That there will ever be elusive thoughts

Even a sparrow understands

His mission is to pass

From mouth to men what its Master allots

And neither does the dull-clad throng

Seal up its melody

To envy the devotion of the lark

Oh list, the myriad of song

That sets the midnight free

And tunes the morning while it yet is dark

If bird could put in word

The praise that surges from its beak

T’would be a glorious epiphany

Of worship in its purest form

Not by the words we speak

But unbounded thanksgiving flowing free

© Janet Martin

The dawn was full of bird-song…

From crow to lark!