Monday, February 16, 2015

The Woodpecker


 

The woodpecker brash and brawny
plans his attack on the cat food,
darting up and down and in and out,
snatching at the morsels
like avian ambrosia.
 
Red-hooded, white-throated, bodkin-beaked,
he flings his chirruping song into the air all around him.
 
How like him we are,
perpetually darting,
snatching at shards of bliss,
grasping, clutching, grabbing,
as the slivers slip ceaselessly from our hands.
 
 

4 comments:

thecuecard said...

Lovely. I really enjoy the woodpeckers here. I hear them often on my early morning dog walks and I love the sounds against the trees they make. Thunk Thunk Thunk Twack! ... I didnt realize they like cat food.

Amy said...

I have Woodpeckers, Cardinals, Blue Birds, and Blue Jays all stealing my cat food. Apparently cat food makes good bird bait.

thecuecard said...

You get a lot of great pretty birds in the South. They don't like the far North much

Amy said...

I'm getting a daily show from the cardinals now that I have filled the bird feeder. Nice way to wake up.