Out on a Limb

A lonely thrush in search of love...

Flying from storm to storm... 

I found myself out on a limb... 

Not a friend in sight... 

only a Hermit Thrush from the Rockies  

He chirped and chirped until daylight 

with a reddish tail that flew like a kite... 

I followed him in the noon day sun 

landing on sunflowers with seed to 

nourish our soul... 

Myself a Wood Thrush with a brown back 

and a spotted creamy breast...  

with our love song we headed west... 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I love the way your poem reveals everything VERY SLOWLY! It’s not clear we have two bird lovers here until quite late in your story. Everything you share could apply to human or bird, but more & more, we recognize this as a woodland connection of the featheries! You have a great command of describing the various birds & which ones would be drawn together, in particular locations, etc. You convey the birds’ essences as if they are very distinct entities (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Margie... it is always delightful to read your reviews. We are so much like our feathered friends when it comes to romance. Here's hoping you go storm hopping. Never know what might occur. truly, Pat

[Jade]

landing on sunflowers with seed to
nourish our soul...
Myself a Wood Thrush with a brown back
and a spotted creamy breast...
with our love song we headed west...

SO BEAUTIFUL, This is so well written. I love the imagery and detail in your write.

[Sami Khalil]

"He chirped and chirped until daylight

with a reddish tail that flew like a kite...

I followed him in the noon day sun

landing on sunflowers with seed to

nourish our soul..."

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... your theatrical appreciation has touched me deeply. May your flight of fancy be an experience of vulnerability with feathers flying here and there. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

:)...............

[emmajoy]

Apparently, when littler - (you guessed, mere years ago -ha!) I thought birds were angels with different coloured wings and they sang because God had taught them how. Silly sweet and yet, whose to know differently!

How lovely a poem yours is, a view from the heart of tweet goings on.. annually, expertly. There's a special feeling between Man and Birds, perhaps because they fly freely into the weather and somehow, survive to live and love at will. Something we earth-bound creatures just can't do. And you, dear friend, have woven such a beautiful and charming tale of love on the wing, plus, how it might be learned from too when it comes to different human species. If only.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Emma... many times... we are out on a limb... if only we could reason and survive like our feathered friends. I am honoured by your review. May you be blessed in all you do. truly, Pat

[emmajoy]

Many thanks for your sincere and sweet blessings, one can never have enough, Pat. Your post is special. xx

[Lorry]

I read this like I was viewing it from my kitchen window, coffee in hand, looking to see if my morning singer had any luck in finding a companion. It would play out over many days, where I would be looking out each day, having already filling in his back story of being unwanted as a chick, thrown out the nest and left to fend for himself alone. Of course we all know that he will get his wish, as he sang so beautifully, but we will miss his song as he flies away to his new life. :)
Beautifully penned Pat. Perfect for a Monday morning read. :)

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Lorry... how thoughtful of you to view this poem from your kitchen window, and to wish our feathered friends well as they head West for a new life and adventure. I appreciate your review. Best regards, Pat

[Lorry]

My kitchen window is my tv screen. I reckon, why watch what is essentially a piece of furniture in the corner of a room, when you get an ever changing and free show outside. :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Myself a Wood Thrush with a brown back

and a spotted creamy breast...

with our love song we headed west..."

[Sami Khalil]

"He chirped and chirped until daylight

with a reddish tail that flew like a kite...

I followed him in the noon day sun

landing on sunflowers with seed to

nourish our soul..."

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sami... Thou art worthy of understanding the winged fantasies of
feathered romance. I appreciate thee and only hope and pray that you will weather the storms of life with imagination and good friends who guide your fight to a bough well sheltered until daylight. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Beautiful words. Thank you kindly.

[Patricia Wedel]

You are welcome Sami dear... may your days be filled with feathered blessings. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

::::::::)))))))))

[Neville]

myself a mere mistle thrush, find myself maybe falling in love... this is a very coo coo cool little poem, filled full of feathery fun.. thank you Pat..... Neville

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... three thrush is not a crowd... we would be honored to have you join our search for gold where the western sun sparkles on Ocean waves and Sandpipers spend time with beach combers
abd birds of a feather drink wine. Thanks for flying by. truly, Pat

[Neville]

my sincere pleasure Pat and thanks for the invite... Neville

[Hannah]

Such a lovely poem. It flows so well and the message is so endearing. Reading this, I could picture a bird lost in a storm only to find peace in the end.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Hannah... thanks for reading my poem “Out on a Limb”. Birds are amazing and are an inspiration. truly, Pat

[Fabian G. Franklin]

How lovely and endearing. The descriptive quality builds the mood well and one must love a happy ending with the birds off to honeymoon somewhere out west. :) I enjoyed the read.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Fabian... my natural instincts fly in the sky where one can see the possibilities of rising above earthly lamentations. I adore your take on the romance ... a dance to expectations... truly, Pat

[B. Boileau]

Pat your words of nature are second to none. A feathery tale of natural love ! As always beautifully written and a pleasure to read.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Boileau... thank you for stopping by...
I appreciate your compliment... birds are so awesome... truly, Pat