Daddy's little warblers

Nesting is a pleasure when eggs appear...

When daddy chose his mate, he ruffled 

his feathers... he brought her berries... 

she thought he was all that 

She was a chestnut-sided warbler

wearing a yellow cap with rufous sides... 

a real show stopper 

Grandma Chickadee flew from the east 

to visit the first-born when she chirped... 

as a newly-born fledgling 

The entire family went fishing on a 

lake on top of the mountain... 

there were worms galore and baby ducks 

Hummingbirds sipped orange blossoms 

and at night slept in a deep sleep-like state... 

known as torpor, when their body slows 

Hummers are tough and so are 

Mommy and Daddy warblers busy when...  

Spring fever dances in their hearts  

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

boy do i love this poem ..every line a tweet ..er treat ;) the charm drips from it like honey and the interjection of language like:
"she thought he was all that " and:
"a real show stopper" make the personalizations of the birds that much more real ..not sure you need the "turpor" definition ..i felt it in the preceding line quite well .. this is a tribute i truly wish i wrote for me own Ma and Da ..well done .. a keeper for sure!
E.

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest E... your tenderness is apparent when nature drops the nectar of life upon the page... birds are our mentors in the rough and tumble of every day life. Enjoyed your impromptu visit. truly, Pat

[Levi Levin]

Another great piece of nature's poetry. A perfect submission to Birds and Blooms. Great work!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Levi... a very charming review. I am inspired by Birds and Blooms and rewarded in my own backyard. truly, Pat

[Great Aunt Astri]

This made me smile. I wonder how much birds really feel, and what they would say if they could! Yours is a really lovely little poem, giving nature a bit of personification. Good for you.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Auntie... Of course birds have instincts as do most or all animals... some more than others. Instincts and feelings are similar. One could do a thesis on the subject. Thanks for stopping by. We have been spared from the high winds and hurricane Irma, but others may appear. I hope not. May your days be pleasant. truly, Pat

[Great Aunt Astri]

It is a lovely sunny day here in England, and many birds are getting ready for their migration. Some winter visitors, like the Tits, have arrived. Apparently we are due for a storm tonight. I sincerely hope it is not as bad as the one you had! Clever you, for avoiding it!!

[Sami Khalil]

"Hummingbirds sipped orange blossoms
and at night slept in a deep sleep-like state...
known as torpor,"

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... thank you for reading my poem, "Daddy's Little Warblers". I trust you have been safe through the hurricane season, and particularly Irma. Stay safe and may your days be blessed. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

I have been. You do the same. You are welcome.

[Tom]

Your fine poetic description, evokes such beauty and intense imagery, indicative of the elation, excitement, intensity and loving devotion that occurs when new life emerges into the great, wild blue yonder!

Wonderful write my dear friend!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Tom... how charming to read your review. Birds of all colors and diversity visit our feeders. The music is classical in style with a bit of soft rock. They raise a family and seek a pleasant environment with shelter of old trees and nesting spots.
Honey bees and hummingbirds pollinate and plant seeds. The trees give us shade in summer and warmth from burning fallen branches in winter storms. Life is good if we help each other in brotherhood. truly, Pat

[Samuel Dickens]

What sweet, goings on, it seems a fantasy land of color, chirps and flitting about. At this moment, the hummers are all over the two feeders on the patio, taking cues from this poem.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sam... how delightful to read your review. Birds are amazing and keep
Me humble when I think of how resourceful they can be. When we put out feeders, they are so overjoyed to bring friends to dinner and the music is a symphony of chickadees and warblers with sounds of violins and percussion to soothe your whimsy. I appreciate your visit. Next time we will have tea and crumpets. truly, Pat

[barleygirl]

You must be a bird-watcher becuz your descriptions are so crisp & unique & fresh & interesting. I love the way you bring in lots of creatures to round out the setting. I often marvel at how there are so many interesting sights & sounds when one sits still to observe.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear barley girl... lovely that you could stop by and share some bird tales with me.
Yes, I do admire birds and all that they do... chirping the entire time. Hope your summer is pleasant. truly, Pat

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And that Spring fever is starting to appear right now here in Australia....Spring has almost sprung!

Maybe you should be ordained as the poetic PATron saint of the birds? Such devotion to those little creatures you have!

This is another adorable write; delicately describing the cycle of mating of our avian friends. They share so many similarities with we humans in their yearly rituals.

I enjoyed the poem, Pat. Lovely as always.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Doodley... you have touched the gilded edges of eternity with your complimentary wreath of feathered glory.
The colors adorning our feathered friends are extraordinary. Their ability to endure the storms of life as they chirp merrily is a lesson in gracious acceptance.
You have offered to me a prize of aspiration. truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

What a sweet nature write this is, Pat! The personification of the bird family! I could picture them digging for worms and fishing. You made them seem like fashion models with the imagery you employed! Loved every line, my friend. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Kydia... your charming review has captivated my heart. You are the pretty butterfly that leaves a trail of tranquility.
truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dearest Lydia... lovely trails of forgetmenots bring scents of violets
and buttercups... as butterflies encompass your dreams of serenity... Amen

[Lydia Shutter]

No need to thank me twice, Pat! :) I always enjoy your poetry!

[emmajoy]

'She was a chestnut-sided warbler
wearing a yellow cap with rufous sides...
a real show stopper '

Smiling start to finish, Patricia... this really is a delightful flow of words.. near miniature paintings set so cleverly and charmingly. Love it all. Thank you for wiping away a few aches and tears. (You)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Emmajoy... what are friends for, if not for soothing feathers after a day of gardening and searching for worms...
Lady bugs must keep in touch with their wee wings of encouragement. truly enjoyed your morning song. Luv, Pat x

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Why a very endearing way to express homage to birds.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Dale... if only we could fly... there would be a father or two in your lapel... I appreciate your enter review of feathered lore... truly, Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

There would be a feather or two on your lapel... oops...