*image from http://www.flickr.com/photos/shannonspage/4027447640/
"Chick! Chick! Chick-a-dee!"
Cried the little prophet clad in feathers.
He looked down on the cars
wedged together in the highway crawl.
He screamed at so much metal, glass, and concrete.
For lack of AC my window was down.
I heard the handful of a creature
call in wild fury,
"Look! Look! Look at me!"
Cried the little prophet clad in feathers.
He looked down on the cars
wedged together in the highway crawl.
He screamed at so much metal, glass, and concrete.
For lack of AC my window was down.
I heard the handful of a creature
call in wild fury,
"Look! Look! Look at me!"
26 comments:
Very nice, Lime. One of those moments that can pass us by if we're not looking - but you caught it.
Not a haiku, of course, but in spirit, it is. I once was told that the essence of haiku is not the syllabic form, so much as the attempt to capture a moment of revelation. This does that quite nicely.
Meaning is where you find it.
i love driving with my window down, just to hear such wonders...nice 55!
mine is up!
Very nice.
But would I just spoil the mood utterly, if I said that you reminded me of the time I was out driving (or was I riding my bike?) past some rural-ish high-power lines, and there was a whole row of little birds (I think they were chickadees) that had been zapped into eternity, with their little feet still clinging to the wire, their little bodies dangling like pendulums (pendula?). . .
Sorry if that's just utterly macabre, but it was also a very striking image of 'Birds On a Wire'. . .
You mean that birds twitter as well cool. my 55 here
Nice. The songbirds deserve out attention.
beautiful chica :)
Chickadees are my absolute favorite!!! Such cuties! And I love how they sing, "Chick-a-dee-dee-dee!"
Nicely poetic, Lime, and a good reminder for me to find the interesting beauty all around.
It gave me a laugh, too, because your last line reminded me of one of my favorite "Far Side" cartoons. The caption, as I recall it, said something like, "Professor Frink invents the first human-dog translator!" The drawing shows the professor wearing an outlandish helmet, walking in a neighborhood full of dogs, all of whom are barking. The word balloons emanating from the barking dogs all say "Me! Me! Me!" :-)
I often wonder if birds give thought to the humans below them, especially when we get pelted with their droppings! We must seem totally insane, at times, to all animals, who clearly exhibit much more intelligence!
My poetry book - Life's Journey by Carmen Henesy - is out on Amazon
( Poems about the things that have been important to me in my journey through life, some humorous, some sad, some that may have meaning to you as well )
http://www.amazon.com/Lifes-Journey-1-Carmen-Henesy/dp/1451547366/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1274652997&sr=1-1
hopefully you weren't carrying at the time...chickadee parts are tough to scrape off the windshield...
What a breath of chickadee air.
Before the weekend!
Thanks so much for your divine blog.
May I blogroll you?
Suzan
_______
Such big noise from such a tiny creature. Great 55. My 55 is HERE .
I thought for sure the little bird would swoop down and deposit his prophecy on someone's window.
How sweet.. and a chick-a-dee is certainly a little bird with a lot of voice.
Certainly worth driving with the window open
My 55 is up.
Lime, the imagery of this is fantastic!! I love it so much.
dancing,
--snow
Nice. Yesterday's blues was good for today's poetry.
They do have a sweet song.
Have an awesome weekend.
"Look at me!" reminds me of the teenagers I spend my days with.
I call rolling down the windows my Zen car stereo.
I love the sounds of nature and especially the birds singing. Yesterday, I noticed a small wood pecker pecking at my fence post and I wanted to yell at him, but did not ! :D
I have yelled at the starlings more than once though...
Lovely 55! Have an awesome weekend...tweet tweet!
Something to make your traffic a little lighter!
Have a great weekend.
Most excellent amalgam of joyous words My Little Chickadee...
Have a Kick Ass Week-End Trini...
Galen
I like that...
... did you write it?
We get birds like that. For once the British version is more exciting than the American for ours are blue and yellow with bits of white and they are called (yes this is true and everybody thinks I'm elaborating but I promise you I am not)... they are called: BLUE TITS!
Sometimes such sights and sounds are an epiphany!
So much calling Nature in the midst of so much asphalt and humanity. This kind of reminds me of Ray Bradbury's "There Will Come Soft Rains" (and, er, the poem it's based on!).
Aw, that was absolutely charming. What a beautiful picture you found to go with it.
Last week I was at a hotel that had a balcony attached to the room. I was sitting outside, looking at the lake when a hummingbird flew up and hovered in the air.
Sometimes we really do forget that there is a lot of wonder around us at all times. That little bird in the photograph looks so seriously, and adorable at the same time.
One of those moments that reconnect you. You expressed it so beautifully.
It's a really beautiful verse!
Post a Comment