Oodles of robins; harbinger of spring this brutally cold March 5th, 2021

rew4er2nail

Turdus migratorius -

otherwise known as robin red breast

jabbering Kon'nichiwa i.e. honorable guest

gather materials to craft nest

their beaks poking soft ground

regarding persistent quest

to sustain diet of worms

twitter amongst themselves with zest.

 

Every square inch

of greensward awash

pinterestingly enough said essential

(avian) loungers - brash

to get first nib (bulls) before crash

test dummy, (i.e. other

pseudo droning birds of prey)

swoop down and dash,

while astride one horse open sleigh,

albeit all aflutter fast as

a blinking shutterfly eyelash.

 

All joking aside

(the aforementioned eleven lines cried

out and spontaneously did glide

thru mine fingertips without pride

nor prejudice, sense nor sensibility)

yours truly did observe countless

winged creatures, viz American Robins,

 

which often make mumbled cuck or tuk

to communicate with each other or sharp

yeep or peek as an alarm call

when vacationing within Telluride

Colorado, they also make a repeated chirr

that rises in volume and can sound

like a laugh or chuckle.

 

The vantage point housed inside

Apartment unit B44 doth provide,
enable, and allow me to analyze

feathered tweeting gals with cries

of alarm, when Homo sapien defies

covenant of mother nature tries

to befriend above named animals,

which instinctual reaction to flit

away quite understandable and wise.

 

I (an older fella preferring solitude

versus being among madding crowd)

savors self quarantine even preceding

coronavirus COVID-19 pandemic,

no matter other primates

here at Highland Manor

take objection and consider rude

 

another case in point involve

scores of years ago as a younger dude,

when livingsocial with parents (mistake)

my mother and father whom accrued

anger, when yours truly did delude

himself he lived alone on tropical island

where if in the imaginary mood


could frolic in the nude

now both deceased and cremated

they then screamed epithets mean and crude

activated one sided family feud

cuz their one male offspring estranged himself

between those who begot their

(not so stellar) sole son,

his (mine) emotional state

 

never came unglued,

nor snapped, but rage internalized

and silently brewed,

no tea zing paying steep price

necessitating therapy to expunge

cumulative hostility within mine being

no longer feeling like a mat chewed.

 

 

  • Author: rew4er2nail (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 5th, 2021 16:29
  • Category: Nature
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