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Nature Poetry
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2 min readSep 10, 2022
Endangered
What makes a hole
In a tree like that?
A bird or insect or
Man with a tool that's flat? I'll give you a clue,
It's a large bird as big as a crow,
With some red along with black,
Fifteen inches in height or so. Banging on wood to search for food,
Dead trees in the forest
Serve this purpose for some
But you'll hear no song chorused. A songbird it's not
An endangered life now
Splintered wood, tiny insects
Will feed him somehow. The pileated woodpecker
A handsome forest fellow
Winging from stump to stump
With an attitude less than mellow. When it is time to mate
Dryocopus pileatus needs decay
On trees that in a forest that
no longer sway A large hole made in a
Lone dead tree
For woodpecker eggs and
Then other woodland creatures that later flee. What can we do to help this
Big noisy bird?
Just leave some dead trees in the
Forest, a species death deferred.
© Draft, Carol Labuzzetta, 2022
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Originally published at http://theapplesinmyorchard.com on September 10, 2022.
