

TEN CHOICES Mystery Birds
bluebird scouts
small vacant houses
springtime
© Freeda Baker Nichols
A redbird shares grain
with a mourning dove who is
likely in mourning.
© Freeda Baker Nichols
A deer so tame
she stood close to the road–
until the camera clicked
© 2016 Freeda Baker Nichols
OUTSMARTED
Barn swallows rested on a wire up high.
One carried straw to build a nest this spring.
The other watched, aware of harm nearby.
To warn its mate, the bird commenced to sing.
The little black cat leaped from hayloft door.
The swallows flapped and flew like Peter Pan.
The cat spit-cleaned his paws, to help ignore
the fact that cagey birds outfoxed his plan.
© 2016 Freeda Baker Nichols
in the woodlands
preparing for springtime
little acorn
© 2016 Freeda Baker Nichols
a spider–
a magic surprise
clothed in red
© 2016 Freeda Baker Nichols
summertime
along about sunset
horse starts to barn
© 2016 Freeda Baker Nichols
Nothing great, just something fun–this poem I wrote today. It takes a while for new creations to “jell” and so I’m not quite ready to share this new one. I also photographed a bird today. A dove. A pair of doves fly into my yard each evening and feed before the redbirds get here. The doves are quiet, peaceful and polite. They are watchful, too. It’s a challenge to take a good photo of them. But still I try, sometimes waiting a long time before they strike a pose that causes me to shoot–the camera.
Do you like the doves? This one looks like a good subject for a poem, or a story. Do you think so, too? If you wrote a verse about this dove, what emotion would your words convey? Sadness, happiness, loneliness, or something else? Please leave a note in a comment below. Thanks. –Freeda Baker Nichols