General store in Kinikinik, Colorado; Photo Wikipedia

Hiking through the
national forest near
Kinikinik, Colorado,
we hear a bird calling
peeweep, peeweep
over and over again.

Never catching sight
of that elusive bird,
(he must not have
been on our radar)
we move on.
Suddenly, I inhale
a tangy gnat and
begin to cough!  Ugh!

Our binoculars are
trained into the canopy
of the trees overhead
hoping to add a new
bird to our growing list.
Someone points to a
large branch of an aspen
where a heavy-lidded owl
is perched.  He eyes us
silently.  “He must be
too hot to hoot” pipes up
the group’s comic.

“Rum, rum”…I murmur.

It’s now getting towards
noon and the once
heavily dewed ground
is drying out.  Our trek
leads us to the edge
of a river where we heard
tell of a river monster that
dwells within…Ogopogo.

Who wants to take a dip?
Not I.  Timid, I’m it!

We follow the bank of the river
where it opens up to a meadow
flecked with colorful wildflowers.
We also are on the lookout
for butterflies and other
common wildlife in the area…

Sh…Tom sees moths!

And Dee saw a seed.

A mockingbird serenades
us with solos as we continue on.

Stop…what’s that?


Now I see bees, I won!

Today I’m guest hosting over at dVerse Poets for the Form-For-All.  I hope you’ll join the fun…we’re playing with palindromes.  Words, letters or lines that read the same forward or backward.  Mine are in bold type.

Small Stones # 18 and # 19

I pass a group of six Sandhill Cranes
standing in the front yard of a
house on my way home from
watching the baby all day.
Majestic, dignified birds,
tall, gray, with long slender necks
and those patches of bright
red feathers on their heads.
I never get tired of seeing these
incredible viewings of nature.

Photo of Sandhill Cranes:  Google Images

Four Red-Bellied Woodpeckers
fly up into a neighbor’s tree,
one makes a swooping flight
into our yard towards the
bird feeder. We see one
visiting the feeder everyday.

Photo of Red-Bellied Woodpecker:  Google Images

My Small Stones for yesterday and today for the Mindful Writing Challenge:

O Joy!

Google Images

A bird I spied up in the oak,
Shadows therein did give him cloak.

Trilling whistles did he engage,

O joy!  Freedom from gilded cage.

I thrilled to watch you through my scope.
Your charming antics brought me hope.

Petulant warble as if onstage,

O joy!  Freedom from gilded cage.

Bib, crown and nape of rufous hue,
With wings of deepest, dusky blue.

Who are you little spirit sage?

O joy!  Freedom from gilded cage.

I actually taught myself this form some time ago and this is what I came up with.  I’m still taking the “easy” way (rather than meter) and used eight syllables for each line.

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