Photo: David Slotto April 2011
This poem is in response to One Stop Poetry’s invitation to write an Octain, a poetic form developed by fellow poet/blogger Luke Prater. Visit their site to learn about Octains, read other emerging and seasoned poets and, perhaps, write one of your own. http://onestoppoetry.com/
As I was pondering a subject for mine I glanced out the window of my treehouse/office and a hummingbird was hovering–I guess to thank me for putting out the feeder. He’s still here! I couldn’t resist using this photo of the Leucistic Hummingbird that frequented our feeder while we were in Palm Desert over the winter.
The Call of Spring
An Octain
Outside my window, should I look,
a hummingbird has taken wing
while nightingale begins to sing.
A quail emerges from her nook
for her dirt bath beside the path
that moseys down along the brook.
Attending to the call of spring
to go outside, I close my book.
Victoria C. Slotto, Author 