Open Poetry #43 |
Woodpecker Duet |
Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Tap, tap, a rhythm of tapping caught my ear as I was walking. Sometimes, I just forget to stop but, not this time. Two woodpeckers fed and tapped as I wondered. How long have they been together? as I wondered. Are they faithful to each other or do they just meet at mealtime before going out to fly with others? Their tap duet mesmerized me. I tapped my topes in time to the beat they set, side-by-side woodpeckers making rhythm in harmony. --- Alison |
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Roniece Dawson-Bruce Member Ascendant
since 2000-01-29
Posts 5689Sydney, Australia |
hello my lovely Ali-girl... I have never met a woodpecker.. hmmm, perhaps we don't have them downunder not sure about that! (blonde in me taking over!!) I loved reading this beautiful offering from you... thank you for sharing... love RDB xx Be kind at heart....for everyone you meet has their own battle to fight......... |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Alison, only a person with a truly poetic heart (and with great powers of observation and a philosophical mind) could have written this! I choose to believe that they will be faithful to each other for life ~ and will continue to dine together in perfect harmony! Tap Tap Tap Love and hugs, Linda |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
a grand 'fine feathered friend'(and 'slice of life') impression! much applause! |
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Prasad Nataraj Senior Member
since 2008-05-29
Posts 1149Bangalore,India |
Hi Alison, sounds good isn’t it…the tap..tap and your poem too..Good observation, only time will tell if they are faithful to each other. Prasad "Hardwork pays in the long run" |
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Ringo
since 2003-02-20
Posts 3684Saluting with misty eyes |
Woodpeckers dating over a snack of elm, or oak is something that only someone with a very vivid imagination could have written. I absolutely loved this. What would you attempt to do...if you knew you could not fail?. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Does make you wonder what it's all about. Love your inspiration, Alison. |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Yo dear Alison, I've heard woodpeckers when I lived in the country. But that's neither here nor there. What I was wondering about was the word "topes". That is a new word for me. Everyone else seems to know about it. Love Bobby |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
Darling Roniece, No Woodpeckers? How sad is that. Maybe mine would like a vacation down-under. Love you and thank you for looking at the world through my eyes for a bit. Ali -------------------------- Linda, You could have written it. And, I believe that they are together for life too. Love, A -------------------------- Bruce, my friend - Thank you. Hugs, A ------------------------- Prasad, Thank you for reading. You can tap with me while we wait and see. Alison ------------------------ Ringo, I am so glad that you stopped in. I am glad that you enjoyed with me. Alison ---------------------- BluesSerenade, Thank you for reading and smiling with me. Alison ---------------------- Bobby, I was wondering when someone would ask. A tope is the toe of a dope. Didn't know that? Sheese, I am shocked. I caught the typo too late to fix it. Hugs, A |
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MOCindy Member
since 2008-07-30
Posts 73 |
very lovely. C |
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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
Hey Ali ... When I was little and could hear normally, I use to hear this bird outside my window at exactly the same hour every morning. It was fascinatingly rhythmic and so predictable and regular one could keep time with it. I didn't know what kind of bird it was, but so vividly do I remember it that, even now, I can still whistle it. I could have learned to recognize bird calls back then, but there was only one bird call I learned to recognize while at the school for the blind. Well there were two; the blue jay, which made a plaintive caw? caw? sound that reminded me of sea gulls; and the call of the infamous cow-bird, which is in the nasty habit of invading the nests of other birds, driving out the rightful owners and then eating the unhatched eggs? At least that's what I've heard. When I was little I remember hearing so many different kinds of bird calls, would step outside and hear them singing, though for no particular reason; and also different kinds of cricket sounds and buzzing screeching insect sounds, without ever knowing which critters were responsible. Then I went deaf and turned to writing (if one can call it that) Just teasing |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
My lovely Alison, who has a special ear to hear the tunes of nature and a heart too to listen deeper and to wonder ... This is most lovely. I heard them a long long time ago but did not forget. Did your ears ring too as I am thinking so much of you lately? I choose to read "La mia Alaska" (original title: Running north, a Yukon adventure by Ann Mariah Cook). I thought it was a good idea to read of temperatures of -40° Celsius when here now we have 40° heat!!! I remember you saying somewhere that you would like one day to be a musher! Yukon Quest seems quite tough!!! I love the book. Love and hugs. Margherita |
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rachaelfuchsberger
since 2007-02-21
Posts 609Las Vegas, NV |
Beautiful poem, Z. Reminds me and makes me homesick for Ohio. Thanks, love. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
I almost got into a "POE" rhythm over this one....as the raven tapped upon the window, Nevermore! Thanx for the sharing |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Mucho enjoyed this my friend. Lots of woodpeckers here from just about the smallest in the country to the largest in the country. Several species hit my feeders. j. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I love those little 'pecker' heads. ( ) There was one that perched atop the telephone pole in between thunderstorms, surveying the neighborhood before choosing a tree half way down the block. I like twhere your thoughts took you, Ali. You are a naturalist by nature! |
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