Showing posts with label robins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label robins. Show all posts

Thursday, October 9, 2014

What's gotten into the crows? Why are they so noisy?

505 Spring St., Eureka Springs in October - PL
 
fishing off the dock
taking time
to clear her mind
 
[picture: M.S. Gerrits, AD-G]
~~
 
she buys
a high-waisted panty shaper
and a candy bar
~~

baby bumblebee
visits
dianthus
and wandering jew
blossoms
~~
on the porch
waiting
for the promised rain
~~
crows
behind me
speaking
in long
sentences
~~
robins
involved
in something
upsetting or exciting

making plans
to migrate?
or protesting
the obnoxious
crows?
~~

c 2014, Pat Laster dba lovepat press 


Thursday, January 30, 2014

One-twelfth of the new year gone already

sweeping the rug
one long cat whisker
and then another
~~

before tonight's freeze
plucking four inch-high buds
of daffodils
~~

graveside service
momentarily halted
two geese fly over
~~

TANKA

5 degrees outside
55 inside, with ice
on the thin windows
   layered and lap-robed
   I watch birds out in the sun
~~

blackbirds in the yard
pecking among the crisp leaves
robins on the roof
~~

cat wiggling
through the barely-open door--
below freezing
~~

c 2014, PL lovepat press

Thursday, March 15, 2012

A poetic bow to the birds

CINQUAIN

Bright blue
wings flutter from
wire to the greening grass.
It's rare to see a bluebird, so
I watch.
~~~

HAIKU

male cardinal bathes
in the fresh water ... three ... four
sparrows join him
~~~

CINQUAIN

Between
the noise of cars,
I hear a woodpecker,
spring peepers and a gentle wind-
chime tone.
~~~

CINQUAIN

Mocker
at the birdbath;
flies two feet to the bush
of beautyberries. Inside, my
nose drips.
~~~

HAIKU

college's spring break
only a team of robins
on the baseball field
(published in Haiku Headlines, 2003)
~~~

HAIKU

the flock of blackbirds
down the street just yesterday
now in my backyard
(published in the Premier edition of Hermitage [Romania] 2004)
~~~

c 2012 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press