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Robin Red In Winter

defiantly he puffs his crimson breast,
his muted warbling chokes on frigid air,
heart aflutter on lofty bough he rests
starved for warmth beneath the sun’s icy glare

his muted warbling chokes on frigid air
enduring his inevitable fate
starved for warmth beneath the sun’s icy glare
they’ll return when spring is greening where he waits

enduring his inevitable fate
though his flock mates flew to warmer climes
they’ll return when spring is greening where he waits
instincts in play to help him pass the time

though his flock mates flew to warmer climes
heart aflutter on lofty bough he rests
instincts in play to help him pass the time
defiantly he puffs his crimson breast

kat ~ 13 September 2017
(a Pantoum poem)


Robin Red Dawning

Every morning before the sun comes up, I see this fellow on my neighbor’s roof. This is a little digital painting of a photo I took of him. He is quite comical and has grown accustomed to me. Sometimes he tilts his curious head as he glances at me. I think that I would miss him were he not there. I wonder if he would miss me. I wrote a little Senryu poem about him. I consider him one of those momentary graces that wait for me to discover them each day. I’m so glad that I’m paying attention. 🙂

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Robin Red Dawning

Robin on the roof
every morning before dawn
watching me watching.

kat ~ 3 May 2016
(a Senryu Poem)


April Poetry Month – Poem a Day! #1

In honor of National Poetry Month, I am going to post a poem a day for the month of April. And for the love of poetry, I am challenging myself to try a different poetry form each day.

 

For today, I chose the Alouette:
The Alouette consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each, with the following set rules:
Meter: 5, 5, 7, 5, 5, 7
Rhyme Scheme: a, a, b, c, c, b

I was inspired by a strange robin who has spent the entire past week ramming into the windows of my cubicle and the office next door. He does this for hours. So sad. Someone said it is mating season and he is trying to connect with his reflection. Well if he so wacko that he keeps this up for an entire week, perhaps it’s best if he doesn’t make it out of this perpetual loop. Flocks of wacky chicks ramming themselves into buildings is no way to preserve and continue a species! I caught him looking at me and had my phone handy to take his pic. He’s a mess!

Spring Selection
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Poor little robin
bashing your noggin’
Spring has made you quite insane
wasting affection
on your reflection
your frantic efforts in vain

But it’s for the best
you don’t pass the test
something’s amiss with your mind
Nature’s selection
based on perfection
preserves the flock from your kind!

kat ~ 1 April 2016