a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

The Nest

The nest was empty in the thorny bush
Woven by mastery not learned in a book
The fledglings departed a late summer day
Lock stock and barrel they flew away

Waiting for the next guest
To line with feathers and grass
Be mindful of the thorns
They're a pain in the ass.

For Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

25 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

laughing out LOUD!!! :)

Sandra said...

ROFL cant' type from laughing. this one i truly GET IT GET IT... LOVE IT

Kay L. Davies said...

So funny, Gail, and I can't help feeling sorry for the fledglings before they flew. Ouch!
Thanks for visiting during my challenge. Nice to see you.
K

hedgewitch said...

Smiling here.

Susan said...

Laughing as well. it's a wonder the fledglings did not leave earlier!

Country Gal said...

LOL ! Cute poem and lovely photo ! Reminds me of a little poem my mum would say lol Little Robin red breast sat upon a pole stuck his head between his legs and whistled up his hole lol I know we are twisted lol Thanks for sharing . Have a good day !

Sumana Roy said...

LOL...thanks for the lines :)

Susan Kane said...

got me chuckling here, Gail. Big chuckles, for I have seen and touched them.

ccchampagne said...

Hahaha... Good one! *smile* Hope you can tell us about this years' adventures later!

Terri @ Backward B Ranch said...

Nailed it- that was perfect!

Willow said...

I know a few peeps I would like to stick in that nest ~ and they aren't birds . lol

Michaele said...

I love how you throw us a laugh right when we are being all serious and contemplative

Linda Wildenstein said...

truly enjoyed the chuckle and a few mental pictures as well......
Oma Linda

LindaG said...

Hahaha. Good one, Gail. :-)

Ginny said...

Your last line, both literally and figuratively! Very cute poem! It looks like a large nest...

Susie Clevenger said...

Can't stop giggling from that last line

Farm Girl said...

Haha that is cute. So nice to see birds nests.

Grace said...

Smiles, have to be careful with those thorns ~

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Sandy said...

Those thorns will get you!!! Serious, and funny at the same time, love it!!!

Margaret said...

ha ha. It's a comfortable home for somebody!

Saucy Kodz said...

I have cardinals nesting in the tree by the deck, also blue jays in my neighbours tree over the fence and of course many of the regulars in the big maple. I put up the spring feeder and got the bird baths all set up. Nothing like foraging for natural food, topped off with sunflower seeds and a nice drink n bath and yes, I clean the birdbath at least twice a day.The backyard is aflutter with bird noises and I love it. Your poem made me laugh, silly girl. lol to you, Marcy n boyz.

grapeling said...

my *brilliant* 15 year old decided to go hiking through brush, in shorts.

poison oak brush.

so today we picked him up some prednisone. so, yes, a PITA... ~

Sue said...

hahaha

Indeed.

;)

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