are you a gift? my little chickadee wings, pillow soft flit-flutter beating be-stilling my heart touch down with a pin-prick patter tiny claws tickle my palm your feather belly begs for a gentle stroke all dressed for dinner black-capped, black bib fancy little fellow you stare at me in wonder between pecks and nibbles I stare at you in awe blessed by your presence lost in your charm you are a gift my little chickadee
For today’s Poetics, Ingrid has shared poems of gratitude and asked us to “write a poem about a special gift you have received at some time in your life.” Feel free to join in with us over at dVerse Poets Pub. Last year on my birthday, I asked my son to take me to a provincial park, to a special spot where visitors can feed the chickadees. For me, it was a most memorable gift of nature.
This is lovely. Birds are smarter than we think. Once an exotic bird fell in love with me, put its claws into my sweater and telescoped her neck up to peer lovingly into my eyes, then lay her head on my chest. Oh my goodness. Such a blessing.
How lovely! ‘Chickadee’ was a pet name I gave my son when he was little, so your poem brought extra smiles for me 🙂
Birds are very special and it’s wonderful when they make friends with you, land on your hand or shoulder or, in the case of the robins in our garden visit you regularly. I like the use of onomatopoeia in ‘flit-flutter beating’ and the addition of alliteration in ‘’pin-prick patter’.
What a lovely gift, this. Lovely. Blessing you.
Such a cool experience to be gifted with…birds bring joy!
Adorable piem Mish.
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This showed up in my inbox on my birthday. It was nice to see
Thank you. Hope you had a wonderful birthday.