Cardinal at my Windows
You tap at glass window
above the front door,
Cardinal, so robust red.
Back and forth you flutter,
perch, look in at me, then
fly to sun room's brick ledge
peeking in window, as I write.
You are my April friend come
to say "Good morning" and
"Good afternoon," pecking at bird-
seed in feeder, filled to brim.
With the budding of trees,
tulips and daffodils, you bring
a springtime message of rebirth
and promise of renewal. . .
You look in on me at sliding-glass
window door, then fly towards
berry bush, Cardinal mine!
Marlene Million is a retired insurance secretary from her husband's business and grandmother of four. She has published two chapbooks and belongs to several writers’ groups. She had a poem on display at Indianapolis Arts Garden the month of February, 2013 and has been published in a variety of venues.
What a beautiful poem about a true April friend who will always BE your friend and visit you continuously throughout summer, spring and fall. This "friend" is perfect and loyal. What a lovely gift from God! Sheri
ReplyDeleteHi Marlene...Wonderful poem...I love cardinals. We put up a new birdfeeder & lo & behold a lovely cardinal was there this morning enjoying breakfast. A lovely sight to see out our front door! Thanks for sharing your springtime message! Best wishes, Chris~
ReplyDeleteBeautiful imagery and full of nature-themed aurora. I love this poem. Marlene. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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I am really fond of Cardinals... (talking baseball), so I have quite a few tee shirts sporting their images. But, I do love to watch them romp and play, always with purpose, on the chance I see them at my house... Your poem is fantastic, by the way.
ReplyDeleteEveryone, thank you for your wonderful comments! The Cardinal was my father's favorite bird, and he made bird feeders. His yard was always full of chirping birds at
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Marlene, I love the picture you painted with your words. Thank you for sharing your talent.
ReplyDeleteLove, Charlene
I have had birds visit too many times to have it be coincidence. It is as if they appear to give us cheer then they are on their way. Just recently I was on my sun deck and a tiny finch landed on the gate and kept on peeping. As soon as I took my camera and snapped its picture it flew away. Your poem was a joy to read. Blessings, Connie
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