Sadly the squirrels are at it again.
They seek out the birds' nests and destroy the eggs.
This little nest had been pillaged from it's place amongst the porch ferns, the mother had abandoned it, never to return.
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
6 comments:
Such care is taken by a bird to build that home!
I thought it was a cuisine !
I hope that little chicks will soon emerge from the eggs, Jo. Lovely poem. :-)
A sweet post Jo!
"Little chicks inside, untouchable"
Love that line. Have I ever mentioned also that I love the music on your blog?
I have never seen our red squirrels do that but maybe they do. Birds bounce back with nest so fast that they will try again.
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