bird watching poem

Posted on December 5, 2008 by carolyn

Bird Watching

The red-breasted nuthatch

persistently flies

to the feeder

then dips returning

to the broad boughs of pine

Snow falls on top of old snow

All of it silent

and cold-turning-wet

Upside-down

the sleek nuthatch spirals

around a tree trunk

foraging for insects

Snow drifts on snow

The bird searches for food

and the world spins and spins

and spins

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4 comments on “bird watching poem”

1. Jorge Tostada on December 16, 2008 at 11:15 pm said:

   Wonderful poem! I can see his flight, a dance through the winter air. Beautiful!
2. The Laughing Yogini on December 17, 2008 at 10:12 am said:

   Jorge, Thanks for the sweet comment. Isn’t the nuthatch so much like us, though? We just keep on searching while the world spins its own merry way. We, humans, are so puffed up with our won self-importance, but in the scheme of things…..
3. Birdy on December 23, 2008 at 7:50 am said:

   A beautiful scene is created in the poem. To be honest I feel it.
4. The Laughing Yogini on January 2, 2009 at 9:58 pm said:

   Birdy, Glad you felt the poem. Poetry does have the ability to transport us – one of the reasons I love it so!
   Thanks for visiting; come back soon.