So many superstitions,
In so many cultures.
Good and bad events,
Visions of Doves or Vultures.
This thought came to me.
In my mind did unfold.
I found a Junco Bird,
Stuck in my wood stove.
I was about to lite a fire.
To keep the house warm.
Instead, an ashy figure,
A feathered dark form.
I soon realized,
I looked through the glass.
Bird flew into the chimney,
Where I’d put the wood stack.
I thought of the fear,
Of impending death.
Superstitious burden,
On my house was left?
When a small feathered bird,
Flies inside a house,
Could be Sparrow or Titmouse,
Birds smaller than a Grouse.
But this poor little Junco,
Flew into the stove,
No open door or window,
Inside he then dove.
Nevertheless, into action.
Saved the sooty bird.
Reached in and grabbed him,
In my grasp, he squirmed.
Opened the cellar window,
He then flew away.
Far from my chimney,
I hope he will stay.
Lit a match to the kindling,
Heat and flames towards the draft,
Threw in some small logs,
Closed the door, clipped the latch.
Fire’s going great,
And, I began to think.
I’ll install some screen,
Small holes of chain link.
The irony was then clear,
The superstition was right.
Stopped impending death,
For the Junco Bird that night.
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WriteBeLight (
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Comments7
That's one lucky bird. good story with a happy ending. what's not to like. ww
I just wish the Bird Brains would be more careful. I am considering a new fixture for the chimney top, so I do not feel like a Bird Brain. Poor things. I love birds and feel really bad when that happens. Thanks for reading and Happy New Year WW!
Yes Happy New year...and hope it's a good one! ww
I like this one WBL..
I am also a lover of
Nature and go out of
My way to avoid hurting
Them.... As a boy I would
Bring all sorts of waiths
And straths home with me.
Basically any animal I
Found...
Birds just are so cheerful and funny. I have a morning routine to make sure they have food and suet. I also check them when I come home from work. My goal this year is to see if they will eat from my hand. I got the hummingbird to do so while I held the feeder. It was a great experience! Thanks for the story of when you were young. Being out in nature makes us better people!
Totally agree...
Very nice poem! What a lucky bird. Very nice story. Happy New Year, WBL!
Happy New Year to you too, Christina! Yes, the poor little thing was a bit sooty but alive! Thanks for your comment. Have a great first night!!
IT HAPPENS HONEY ~ It is much better if we discover a critter in the woodpile before it goes on the fire ! Lovely poem ~ lovely outcome ~ Every Blessing for 2017 ~ Hugs for caring ~ BRIAN
Hey Dear Brian! Thanks for the hugs and blessing and lovely comment. Going to check out the hardware store this weekend to see what I can do for the chimney. I always try to take care of the creatures here, as best I can. They improve my quality of life! Have a great first night!
: )
Right back at ya! Happy New Year!
now a cozy warm house,and a hero at the same time ! happy new year
Thanks! Yes, a wood stove is a means to a very cozy home. Just not for birds...:) Happy first night as well to you and New Year!
Great write
Thanks Tony! Happy New Year!
Welcome happy New Year to you
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