Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Refill

Entertainment comes in many forms

One without Nielson ratings

presents daily shows

below the garage gutter

 

Weathered leather shoestring

strains under the weight

of unfilled feeder

long exposed to wind

and air until

it's original surface

contains only flecks

of it's original varnish

 

When filled, squares of suet cakes

fitted between wire grids

entice chickadees

early in the day

before nuthatches, wren

and downy woodpeckers

peck and feed on the

nut, corn and protein

snack. Bluejays struggle

without success to

hang sideways and gather

specks of nuts from the tallow.

 

Other large birds, cardinal

and red-bellied woodpecker

show-up the jay as they feed

with ease at the suet rack

 

Each day suet sinks

slowly descending until

little is found by

winged visitors

 

Begrudgingly he rises

from his chair, tramps to the

garage to find a new

insert for the feed box.

Hands, weathered like the

pine of the feeder

unpack the next cake

to refresh the lure

as the scenery of wild birds

return to their feeding

and refill his soul

Request permission to use this poem
Written by
william-a-poppen
89 / M / American
Published
Aug 27, 2016
Lines·Words
43·171
Notes

a description of the scene out my backdoor window

Tags
#soul#birds#aging#entertainment
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell william-a-poppen how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write