David Wood

Rookie - 347 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

A Blackbird In Oxwich Wood - Poem by David Wood

I spied a blackbird with its jaunty hopping gait
Gathering twigs, then stopping, tilting its head
To one side to listen for worms in order to grate.
With its fondness of litter leaf to lay upon its bed.

It lives in the beech tree or wild sycamore
Breaking twigs with its beak which it shreds to the core.
In winter it is beauty to behold, its plumage of black feathers
And orange beak glistening in the snow and all weathers.

Its orange ringed eye is distinctive as is its beak.
It flies through the woods or forest edge with its feathers so sleek.
From the high treetops he springs to the hedgerow where he can be seen standing,
Or, sometimes glides and flicks its tail upon landing.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Oxwich Wood is on the Gower Peninsular in Swansea

Comments about A Blackbird In Oxwich Wood by David Wood

  • Rookie Winter (5/31/2014 5:45:00 PM)

    There is something very meditative about this fine poem like all the world is contracted in your keen observation of the bird and for a moment time stood still. Beautiful. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 18,582 Points Roseann Shawiak (4/7/2014 5:07:00 PM)

    Beautiful imagery, so detailed, as if I am actually looking at it! Rhythm of this poem
    is gently soft and soothing. Loved it. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,972 Points Amitava Sur (1/31/2014 7:20:00 PM)

    A lovely poem about ther black bird, it says how minutely you observed every movements of it..... loved it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 55 Points John Brown (10/14/2013 7:16:00 AM)

    Nice poem. I like Blackbirds, as indeed I do all birds. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie S. A. S. (7/18/2013 11:39:00 AM)

    As you may have noticed, I've adopted the blackbird, the crow, the raven. I enjoyed the detail in this poem. I tend toward the abstract and so appreciated the insight that comes from the actual. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,968 Points Patricia Grantham (7/18/2013 8:57:00 AM)

    This is very good David. I was never fond of the Blackbird or
    Crow the name that I knew growing up as a child. We as children
    always tried to shew them away. You described this bird in good
    details and how it survived. When I spy a Blackbird from now on
    I will appreciate it's beauty. Very inspiring write. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 8,025 Points Bri Edwards (7/17/2013 1:43:00 PM)

    you have allowed this american birdwatcher to picture a bird i am unfamiliar with [with which i am unfamiliar (the way an old english teacher would tell me to write it!) ]

    and you finally revealed what sex it is/was also. a good thing to know sometimes for a birdwatcher....or for another bird to know. thanks for sharing. p.s. i also appreciated reading your bio. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 387 Points Patti Masterman (7/14/2013 4:00:00 PM)

    I love the language you used here. It's perfect. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,421 Points Hans Vr (6/14/2013 9:08:00 PM)

    Beautiful, I love these birds so much. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Sunday, February 16, 2014


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