Tall socks, tucked over jeans,
in the heart of the woods.
Eyes up, on the prowl,
for the source of rhythmic melodies.
What was that? A flash of orange,
darts from one branch to the next.
Are you a distant traveler or just a Robin on her nest?
Lift up each step,
so as not to spook him off.
Zoom in, focusing,
to frame the perfect shot.
Click Click—Click Click,
a new species documented.
Discovering these things with wings is a game of noticing.
Bird feeders swing the porch,
attracting the flight of all feathers.
Sparrows bicker, over fresh seed,
while the cat chatters.
Identifying these peculiar names
is satisfaction in adding to our life list.
3 thoughts on “Learning to Bird as a Verb”
One question: did Sprout go on the bird and flower expedition?
No. I take Sprout out separately so I can have my hands free with her. However, she does a lot of bird watching on her walks too.