A poem about Birds for Scratch

By Highhat

Sat, 06 Apr 2013
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He bravely hops over
To where I sit
In my postal stamp-sized garden
I sit still and observe
The fine, perfect feathers
Neatly aligned along his body
Maybe he is a she
I wouldn’t know
Red breast then we know him
Grey and brown
Finer features than most of the other
Tiny birds. He impresses.
Picks a seed from the ground
Which has blown off the feeding tray,
He comes every day
Early morning, late afternoon
I think he is at home
Seems only to be the one
More fragile and slight
than the other smaller birds
The tit mouse, the sparrows
He weaves his way through the undergrowth
And stands right in front of me
On his spindly legs
I don’t move so I can get
A closer look
He never says anything
But returns each day
He is quite a sight to behold
My Robin Redbreast

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Comments

Submitted by celticman on
Maybe he is a she' s/he is a regular. There's a lot of love here.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Yeps s/he comes every single day just like I do- thanks for reading Celtic-..always lovely when you visit my page ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Thank you very much Bear. ;)Pia

Submitted by Esther on
Enjoyed this.

Submitted by scratch on
Well Pia, I think the title is superb. ;D And I absolutely adore the poem as well. You really are a star. Bless you.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on
A lovely picture of you sitting still and enjoying the watching and observing of your visitor so close. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by The Walrus on
Nice one, Pia, it had a wonderful sense of calm and tranquility. If the bird has a red breast it's a male, the females are grey. There's a robin in my garden that will come and take worms from your fingers.

Submitted by moonphish on
so wondrous when a suspicious, and rightly so, animal allows you an audience...lovely poem, Pia :) - alvin

Submitted by Highhat on
Glad you enjoyed Ester- thanks for telling me.. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Bless you too Scratch.. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Good to see you Rhiannon- glad you enjoyed..it is very relaxing watching birds.. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Thanks for the information Walrus- I think I have seen a female too. Glad you enjoyed. ;)Pia

Submitted by Highhat on
Yes you know Alvin- I feel quite blessed too that he isn't afraid of me- mind you I would never do anything to harm the birds either. I faithfully put out seeds every day for them. Thanks ;)Pia

Submitted by luigi_pagano on
Such a sweet poem, Pia, and so true. Robins are quite tame and seem unafraid. In our garden there is a robin, I tend to regard as our own, who lands on the spade while I am still digging the soil. Luigi x

 

Submitted by Highhat on
That was a sweet story Luigi.. thanks for reading.. ;)Pia

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
A story beautifully told about our 'feathered friends'. Very much enjoyed, Pia;-) We have a pair of robins too, and they do sing so very well. Tina;-)

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Hi Tina- I believe I have never noticed the Robin song- don't know why. Thanks for stopping by. ;)Pia

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
It's interesting, what you say, Pia. Most people don't realise they have a beautiful song, but they sure do;-) Mind you, the birds around my neck of the woods are distinctly quiet of late...waiting for Spring, as are we all. Tina;-)

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Hi Tina- I have just come in from sitting in the garden and noticed quite a lot of birdsong, though wouldn't really be able to distinguish so many of them- I will have ears peeled for the Robin. Thanks.. yes waiting for warmer weather but we have marvellous sunshine here and have had for several days though sleet yesterday afternoon. So cold.. I'll send you some life-giving sun with my thoughts. ;)Pia

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
Hey - it worked, Pia,thank you, but today is a different story. Overcast and cold, mind you, that's a blessing because we have just had our kitchen/conservatory decorated and waiting for new blinds which won't be fitted till Thursday. The room faces south, and without blinds, when the sun is out,I do admit to wishing it wasn't;-) Tina

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Ha okay I won't send any today. I'll hog it all for myself. The sun is still here- only slept last night. ;)Pia

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
This is such a beautiful poem Pia. You know I have a love for birds. Robins are such inquisitive little creatures and you summed this up so well in your words. Very much enjoyed reading. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Thanks- yes they are sweet..Jenny ;)Pia

Submitted by Denzella on
There's something about Robins that they seem to wait for you to dig a bit of garden and then they appear so cheeky as they look for worms in the fresh earth. Enjoyed this one too. Moya
 

Submitted by Highhat on
I love all the birds in my garden. Thanks for reading Moya. ;)Pia

Submitted by The Walrus on
I've just walked the dog and a cheeky cock robin that follows him around because he scratches the soil up and exposes insects sat not two feet away from me and burst into beautiful song - I often wonder if it's the same bird or a variety of different ones.

Submitted by Highhat on
That sounds absolutely lovely Walrus. I noticed a birdsong today that may very well be my little Robin. Funny- there's only one single Robin visiting my garden. But otherwise I do not have an ear for the various bird's songs.

Submitted by steve_elliott04 on
Absolutely loved this, Pia! Such an enjoyable read.

Submitted by Highhat on
Thank you very much Steve. Glad you enjoyed. ;)Pia