Rose-breasted Grosbeaks–leaf-gleaners dressed in shocking black, white, and red, are mostly heard, wished for, but not seen. Except here. (A 420 Character, 9-Line Poem by Patty)

rosebreasted grosbeak 001photo by Doreen Orciari who has an eye for such

 

Rose-breasted Grosbeaks–leaf-gleaners dressed in shocking black, white, and red, are mostly heard, wished for, but not seen. Except here. (A 420 Character, 9-Line Poem by Patty)

Exclamation marks for the mind and heart,

that’s what an unexpected sighting of a loved one is for me.

For example, this Rose-breasted Grosbeak here?

Daintily sipping seed and suet

when usually he bellies up to the bar out in the woods? Hidden?

The serendipity sight of him pulls up a jolt of joy.

Just like when the man who sings* to me

comes home early or shows up where I am, but he usually isn’t.

An exclamation mark!

PATTY

*Like the Rose-breasted Grosbeak he too has sweet, rambling songs with only the occasional “chink.”

http://youtu.be/vqEIbXVjlIM (the plain, brown and white, stripy dame who shows up here is, you guessed it, the wife of the dapper Mr. Rose-breasted Grosbeak. But that’s another 420!!)