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Evening On the Bridge

Crossing the creek, thawing waters,
slide among the ice chips;
naked sentinels stretch to touch the 
heavens. Dressed in their translucent wraps.
Snowflakes crunch beneath our boots
as a crow, caw-caws from a willow tree branch.
A fantasy land at twilight, soothes the tired spirit and
as nature prepares to bed down I spot a lone robin, 
perched on a birch branch; puffed breast of feathers,
makes me wish I'd brought a few sunflower seeds.



2-14-2023
You Select Again Poetry Contest
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Jennifer Proxenos Date: 2/19/2023 2:30:00 AM Your nature poems enthrall MLK - I'm sure you will remember the sunflower seeds next time - he sounds like a beautiful robin, I love robins also. On one of our visits to the Kruger National Park there are picnic sites, where you can stop and have something to eat, a starling, I don't know if you have them where you are, boldly jumped up on our table, he stood there for half an hour and chirped and chatted to us, and hopped out after us to the car. it was a touching encounter. H&B Jennifer. Login to Reply M. L. Kiser Date: 2/19/2023 3:42:00 PM Thank you, that's so cool; animals instinctively know when people like them. Yes, we have a ton of starlings; I always know when a cat's outside too; the cacophony is wild. I'll bet the birds in the park see enough people to not fear them; they know people mean food is available, but following you to the car is so cute.

Gary Radice Date: 2/17/2023 6:40:00 AM I'm not sure where all the readers have gone recently but I'm glad I found this and really enjoyed your vivid descriptions ML. Cheers - Gary Login to Reply M. L. Kiser Date: 2/17/2023 4:23:00 PM Thanks so much Gary.