Woodpeckering – Verbing!

Woodpeckering

Stirring in the
early dawning
Dream-making
while slumbering
Disturbed
and awoken
to the sound of
Tap, tap, tap
A tumulting
fanfaring
of a bird
Eavesdropping in
Looking for the spot
where he will drill
Grubbing and
Bugging 
for his breakfasting
pleasure
He commences his
Woodpeckering
in earnest
His day had begun
long before mine
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and he has prompted us to use nouns as verbs.
i.e. "Verbing" Here is my attempt!

  26 comments for “Woodpeckering – Verbing!

  1. September 1, 2020 at 2:21 pm

    I hear him loud and clear! Great noun-verbing of the woodpeckering. 😊

    • Christine Bolton
      September 1, 2020 at 5:15 pm

      Haha! Thanks so much ☺️

  2. August 29, 2020 at 1:39 pm

    I know that sound well. Sometimes, they’ll even rap on gutters, just to make their presence known, establish territories and to attract mates.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 29, 2020 at 2:19 pm

      Yes I’ve seen them (and heard them!) do that on the gutters. I figured it was territorial. No food there! Thanks Ken. ☺️

  3. August 28, 2020 at 10:45 am

    Grubbing and bugging…sounds like a bird’s daily hustle.

  4. Beverly Crawford
    August 28, 2020 at 9:07 am

    These guys are so magnificent — and magnificent pests if they get attracted to your house! Enjoyed your write.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 28, 2020 at 9:18 am

      Thanks Bev. They are delightfully pretty but sometimes their work ethic can be too much! 🤣

  5. August 28, 2020 at 4:12 am

    Thank you, Christine, for bringing me a woodpecker. Ours didn’t come back this year.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 28, 2020 at 9:17 am

      Thanks Kim. Always happy to oblige ☺️

  6. August 27, 2020 at 11:43 pm

    Love this. And glad there are none in my vicinity!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 28, 2020 at 9:16 am

      Thanks Dale! ☺️

  7. August 27, 2020 at 10:49 pm

    Solid write, CB. No fine alarm clock anywhere. My hat’s off.

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 11:46 pm

      Dear Ron, thank you! You are very kind ☺️

  8. August 27, 2020 at 10:31 pm

    What a beautiful woodpecker…. Your poem is such a great tribute to him. Love your verbing!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 10:48 pm

      Oh thanks Dwight. So nice of you 🙂

  9. August 27, 2020 at 9:24 pm

    Fantastic poem

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 11:56 pm

      Thanks my dear 🥰💕

      • August 28, 2020 at 12:57 am

        You’re welcome my friend

  10. August 27, 2020 at 8:26 pm

    Rise and sun… no need for an alarm clock….

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 9:14 pm

      Thanks Ivor. I hope you are keeping well my friend 🙂

      • August 27, 2020 at 9:46 pm

        I’m reasonably ok…thanks Christine…

      • Christine Bolton
        August 27, 2020 at 11:55 pm

        That’s good 😊👍

  11. August 27, 2020 at 8:19 pm

    I can hear this poem! Such a beautiful and visceral take on the prompt. Your poetry is divine!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 9:13 pm

      Thank you so much Lucy! They sound so much like machinery ☺️💕

  12. August 27, 2020 at 8:04 pm

    You got that right, those buggers get woodpeckering early!

    • Christine Bolton
      August 27, 2020 at 9:10 pm

      Nothing like a pecker head! LOL 🤣

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