Brown, dry, dead, silent, empty house,
Tree-house, house in a tree,
Not any house,
The house of a bird,
A bird’s house,
A house made of sticks,
Of twigs,
And of leaves,
Small but stable,
Dirty but tidy,
A cradle,
A place of safety,
A safe-house,
Little chicks inside,
Untouchable,
Protected from the outside world,
A fortress,
The bird’s fortress,
A fortress of the sky,
In the trees,
In the forest,
Unreachable from the dangers below,
Safe,
A bird’s nest,
The bird’s nest,
Home.
~Fredrik Azzopardi
Tree-house, house in a tree,
Not any house,
The house of a bird,
A bird’s house,
A house made of sticks,
Of twigs,
And of leaves,
Small but stable,
Dirty but tidy,
A cradle,
A place of safety,
A safe-house,
Little chicks inside,
Untouchable,
Protected from the outside world,
A fortress,
The bird’s fortress,
A fortress of the sky,
In the trees,
In the forest,
Unreachable from the dangers below,
Safe,
A bird’s nest,
The bird’s nest,
Home.
~Fredrik Azzopardi
10 comments:
I love finding the little birds nests...I also loved this little verse! I hope you've had a good weekend!!
Isn't it wonderful how the birds create the perfect size for their family?
You getting any rain?
A nest is an amazing structure. I like the writing.
beautiful poem, sweet little nest
Facinating isnt it the way they build their nests ! Lovely photo and poem ! Have a wonderful day !
So beautiful and delicate.
Each year, the little barnswallows return to their mud daubed nest built into a corner of our porch ceiling. Each year they refresh it with a few fluffy feathers and a patch here and there. Then, they raise at least 2 bitty flocks and we witness the whole process for weeks at a time. What little wonders are the birdies and their nests!
Sweet poem and I love bird's nests. I've been looking on the ground in hopes of finding one to use in decorating, but none have blown down. Thanks for the lovely post.
Babs
Everytime I see a little bird's nest, I always think about those sweet little baby birds in that nest--with their mouths opened wide.....
Great poem.
Hugs,
Betsy
Sometime they use them over and over.
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