Sunday Scribbling prompt: guidance
tiny bird landed
on my porch today,
shivering feathers puffed
against the cold morning.
I explained the 33rd latitude
is too far north.
he cocked his head to one side
as though to say,
there is no snow
and bird feeders are near.
“easy food is not
always best in the long run.”
I replied.
He shook himself
and flew next door
to sit on a man-made perch
and fill himself
with seed
I waved, sad
to see him go.
What a fable – that little bird should listen..effortless piece Dee..Jae 🙂
lol it really did happen – poor thing landed not six feet from me and just sat there for a moment as though confused, then looked around and realized he was close to a human. I hope he listens too 🙂
Odd how sometimes a gift is given, just when you are wishing for inspiration…
finding a story in a small bird is a wonderful gift. Unfortunetately giving guidance to a bird is a lot like talking to a teenager.
lol sorry – Grizz, your comment got stuck in the spam folder for awhile. I rescued it and you are right lol. Neither listen.
Absolutely..it’s the little things that make ‘big’ stories..Jae
I love “easy food is not always best in the long run”. So true in so many ways. Nice little episode with lots of meaning!
thank you 🙂
So true that easy food is not always best in the long run, but of course it’s generally too tempting to pass up. This is lovely. I love the directionals: “the 33rd latitude is too far north.” Indeed.
thank you! well it is too far for a tiny bird lol. This may be considered the south, or at least, the edge of it, but 28 is cold!
So much of truth and simple words in this wonderful composition!!
Wonderful write! The part about the easy food was fantastic, sometimes the easiest is not the best but can only be learned of through experience. Thank you so much for sharing with us!
I love this little peep hole into your life and your relation to the world around you. We talk with familiarity to all the creatures in the garden from the birds who can escape from the neighbours hunters even down to the lizards that get exposed by our gardening. We apologise of course for exposing them but I remind myself that we have created a habitat to suit them, so they must be satisfied.
thank you sir, and I agree. We humans always think we are “helping” and the actual outcome is never clear until later. By then it’s too late.
Good advice Dee. Good guidance.
“I explained the 33rd latitude/Is too far north.” 🙂 The conservationist in me really related to this piece – and this tale of a close encounter fluffy feathered creature was a really lovely moment.
Oops that previous comment about the 33rd latitude was from me – hit “send” before entering my name! Still – a lovely piece 🙂
But in the end, is it the little bird should listen, or is it that we should be more open to his message of adaptation of the moment.
Hope he can get through the Winter. Well told.
Such a lesson from a moment’s incident. Sadly, too true.
Your words tell such a powerful story about life…I loved this poem.
How gorgeous is this? I’ve been away too long. Did you read this one as the winter poem at your debut? Dickinson AND Oliver in your coffee these days, girl. Strong brew.
Glad you flew by and landed for a minute. Cold winds blowing tonight – hope all little birds are tucked in somewhere warm. This was not one that I read. It is in the queue for the future though..
a guidance to a bird,
cute take, it fits human as well…
beautiful piece.
powerful imagery..
blessings.
Happy Sunday!
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thank you !