Frenzy.
Drooped in summer as my pink-bloomed
jasmine drowsily straddles the scorched afternoon.
a blackbird appears, skating thru'
grass for live lunch with beak sharp as blade, stoops,
gulps yet again and though drunk
with labour, flaps wildly in heat-haze before pluming
upward over-heavy with extras
and heads away by high climbing, levels out to huge
tree where, still tied to feed-time
baby beaks raise gapes to take fill before zooming
sun-riddled parent wings off again.
Feeding means frenzy until nestlings feather.
All praise to wise Nature for such avian effort.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Nothing more endearing than blackbirds with beaks full at this time of year - - the verse was inspiried by the effort birds make for their offspring. Do hope you enjoy.
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A fine write and pic Fay.
Now a song about a talking blackbird - eh? Morning has broken....Blackbird has spoken.....! heehee.
Pleased you enjoyed the write and the picture dear Orchi.
Yes the maternal (and in occasional instances paternal) care and regard displayed for offspring in the avian world is is heartwarming, Fay. And to use your term, made even more endearing by the shape and colour of your piece here .
Yes the bird-world takes real care of its needy chicks Dave and what a lesson in effort they teach - - your comment is truly appreciated that avian parenting warms the heart.
I first read this while getting ready to visit my GP this mane and thoroughly enjoyed it .. your poem, that is ..
I read it again just now, before leaving work and heading for home & I liked it even more ... x
Bless you cher ami and many thanks - - - -and more than that - - you caring twice reader of my poetic effort to pay tribute to bird- parents who work so hard to rear chicks yessir I said it and will say it agen - - thanking you dearly for all your encouragement.......x
Blackbirds are the most engaging and intelligent creatures, a marvel to watch. Your description brings this wonderful scene to life. Beautifully written!
Ah - thank you dear Bella - so glad that you like watching nature like me - - those diligent birds could teach us so much don't you think. ?
There are instances of blackbirds actually bringing gifts to those who feed them; odds and ends they find on the ground, left as a thank you. I'm so glad to share this love of nature with you.
We currently have a nest of doves, living on the underside carrier beam for our elevated deck/patio. We are therefore confined to front door use only. Can watch them from inside through basement window. It's an amazing treat to see the parent Doves constantly going back and forth between feeding and searching for food. I told my wife, "That's what we looked like when we had four kids."
Thanks for the capture of their efforts to survive. this is the second year they have nested here. If it is, in fact, the same pair. A lovely poem that reflects on Nature's constant struggles. Loved it. - Phil A.
What a treat to be so close to a dove-nest and be able to watch them tend to their chicks. Thanks for sharing your experience with us Phil - - any lover of nature would be humbled by all the hard work of rearing and feeding birds'next generation.
I often watch blackbirds and starlings in my garden gathering food to feed their offspring Fay, it is great to see.
Andy
I just knew you would like this write dear Andy.
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