Still dark.  Two small chickadees
Karen Dick
May 27, 2010

Blue winter morning
Still dark.  Two small chickadees
on a snow-covered branch

(c) White Mountain Publications 2009
Chickadees pecking for seeds,
Ormond
Ormond
Sep 14, 2012

Fall needles shedding,
Chickadees pecking for seeds,
Shivering larch tree.

the chickadees chanting
Vicki
Vicki
4 days ago

My witch hazel bush
is amorous
in its winter
blooming abandonment,
apples and oranges
wafting in tandem,
the chickadees chanting
and hovering near
the hummingbird trays.
It's an elegant time of year
to hold fast to simplicity,
seeing my pansies
break buds easily
in frosty inspiration.
Among the chickadees
playing, dark-eyed sparrows
sing sweetly in flirtation.

as Black-capped Chickadees spring
bulletcookie

Got a strawberry patch with poems in it
young flax, lettuce and corn
worms subterranean with robin eye grit
planter saucer bird bath on tree stump born
yellow iris amongst antonym greens
white sun's beams internally greet
Poppies, cardinal red, bob and stream
on this breezy morning wing
as Black-capped Chickadees spring

-cec

ring is the far wonder of somewhere the chickadees of smooth sweltering dolls with their d
PK Wakefield

do not go there are trees and how many who knows the world is round in Spring and fat in Spring is the far wonder of somewhere the chickadees of smooth sweltering dolls with their dulleyed limp mouths and they don't say a "fucking word"

their chickadees pillows,
Elise
Elise
Nov 12, 2013      Nov 13, 2013

This skin is alive,
but I wish it were rotting
beneath the soil,
roots forming between
my rib cage,
rain draining the blood
from my veins,
birds stealing hair for
their chickadees pillows,
insects burrowing behind
old kneecaps.

This life has no meaning so I give my life to those who could use it.

We danced like Chickadees in the sheets,
Skye
Oct 15

Night, Night,Night,
Alchohol warms my throat.
Im a night owl,
stalking my next prey.
When I was the captured one;
My little mouse caressed my heart in a new fashion.
My lust was no longer instinct,
We danced like Chickadees in the sheets,
When I woke,
She was gone.

#love   #lust  
sweet the cherry chickadees sang
CA Guilfoyle
CA Guilfoyle
Sep 1, 2012      Sep 1, 2012

So came the days,
long of summer's winging
sweet the cherry chickadees sang
of June

Grasping leafy ribbons hung,
willowy warm the trees we swung
All the green - the frog soliloquy pond

Fritillaria, frilly forest fronds
grassy mountain meadow paths,
daisy clouds bloomed, swirling past
Wild geese flocked the lake,
dusk too soon alas

August night of seasons end
starry meteors flashed across
velvet black whistling to
a blue moon

Six black capped chickadees
KPM
KPM
Aug 4, 2010

Standing on the front porch,
waiting for the early edition,
I am aware of birds all around
bugling the purple robed arrival,
regal foundry casting of a new day.

Six black capped chickadees
harp on each other over
a few grains of millet.

One separates from the others
and perches in a nearby pine,
in his little ruffled way
he seems to say
he wants much more
than his picayunish friends.

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or what if chickadees sing in spring.
thebelljar

What if a unicorn had two horns
or maybe She'd choose removal.
What if zombies turn into vampires
When maybe nobody is looking.
What if owls had three sets of eyes
or people had double jointed necks.
What if peter pan is really spiderman
and no one ever discovers his identity.
What if blue birds sing in winter
or what if chickadees sing in spring.
What if the seasons were tangled
or what if you did not really care.
What if I never ever made mistakes
and the world was mine to reshape.
All ye who enter into my world, ye
should still expect certain chaos.

 
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