Tuesday, October 09, 2007

Flicker of a Flicker


Yellow flash across the clearing
Ants beware! The flicker's nearing!

Who among us feels no thrill
at dawn to hear his rattle-trill?

Hitching higher, the tree-bark wrecker
all bold field marks, no mere woodpecker

I see him there atop the ash
with black cravat and black mustache

And though I wish he'd linger on
In a golden flicker, the flicker's gone

4 Comments:

At 9:55 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

BOTB:

This is a lovely poem! It made me laugh... And I LOVE flickers so much! Also love your way w/ words.

Thanks!

Annie Q

 
At 9:14 AM, Blogger BT3 said...

Thank you!

 
At 10:34 AM, Anonymous Susie @ GW said...

I like the poem a lot. So clever.

 
At 2:41 PM, Blogger Mary said...

I have a feeling you can just sit down and whip up a lovely poem like that in 5 minutes. It's great. I've never seen a Flicker - if I did, I didn't know it.

 

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