The Female Birdwatcher ….[ Nature-Watching In One's ‘backyard', Through Her Lenses ] Poem by Bri Edwards

I am an avid birdwatcher, or was, I will say, …..
& I dislike no bird, be they at work or at play.
Even if they poop on my head (one better not!) ,
I ‘love' all birds, aka I like them a very, very lot.

Birdwatchers come in all sizes, colors, & ages.
Some qualify as idiots, & others, perhaps, ….sages.
There are EVEN some who are female.My-my!

I saw one in the park today, beneath an azure sky.

Sitting on a bench, I watched a sparrow group;
to grab a crumb, each sparrow would stoop.
I used to use binoculars & look through THEIR lenses, ….
…to get a closer look.Today....I JUST had a book.

Something "caught my eye", near a lilac bush.
[‘She', too, watched.]I spoke not; I didn't push
…..to introduce myself to the ‘svelte' female.
I didn't want to scare the birds, so I didn't hail ……

…..the ‘new-to-me-female', as I normally would.
She watched through HER lenses.I COULD ….
….have called to her, and asked: "What's your name? ", …..
but I feared I'd scare both her AND birds the same.

[ I believe, somewhat, in fate ]

Yes, I believe, somewhat, in Mother Nature, & also in fate.
I hesitated, watching.Anyway, it was too late.
The watcher, wearing an orange coat of fur,
sped towards the sparrows in a silent …..BLUR!

When her task was completed, off she RAN,
off to feed her kittens, …..which had been..
....HER PLAN.


(December ….5th ….2019)