Featured counting feathers

Poetry by Maria Mazzenga, Jul 4, 2023.

  1. Maria Mazzenga

    Maria Mazzenga New Member

    mourning doves made
    their nest above the porch again
    stout-hearted they are
    with their discreet
    grey and heather feathers
    eggs ready to hatch in summer heat

    don’t touch it
    I say to you, hesitating
    not knowing if you already did
    I’m leaving it this time
    you say
    a world is saved
     
  2. Mike Casetta

    Mike Casetta Active Member

    Many times have doves nested on my front porch. Always feel blessed when they do. Heard a long time ago not to touch nests or the parents might not return & the eggs not hatch or the babies be abandoned. Not sure if that's true but better safe than sorry!
     
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  3. Maria Mazzenga

    Maria Mazzenga New Member

    They tend to be in and out pretty quick too, Mike. I love the doves and their squatty ways.
     
  4. Trish Saunders

    Trish Saunders New Member

    I like doves too...more complex than we give them credit for. Lovely understated poem. So good to see you again !