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Life With Quail

Updated on April 22, 2017
Staring out the window at the Quail.
Staring out the window at the Quail. | Source

When I am standing knee as height to brush,

with rented home in city, life of words,

with raven flying near small hummingbirds,

behind each mall a simple voice of thrush.

In silent gesture kneel on city plot

to order backyard garden found astray,

my memory of higher desert play

before my life here in this city lot.

To miss the secret life of mountain quail,

the dance of each birds curled and black head plume

to shake their creamy chestnut scale on breasts,

each covey's foliage like a winded sail,

each sage blossom had its own living room

of shallow depressions of quiet nests.

To those of us who daily get to hear

the loud American "chi-ca-go" chants

beyond the squash and newly gardened plants

a mother waits to feed her young when clear.

A gathering of coveys in the yard

attracted to spare seeds and small insect,

a day to see how many to collect,

each mothers plume to straighten as a guard.

While dad and daughter watch through windows closed,

young rabbits seem to chase the quail away

to nibble on seed that's their very own.

We observe in fear of being exposed,

a ritual we lived out every day.

I must make sure this city seed is sown.


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      Jamie Lee Hamann 7 months ago from Reno NV

      There needs to be a mole poem. Thank you Gypsy it is good to hear from you. I hope you are well. Jamie

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 7 months ago from Riga, Latvia

      This was delightful. No quails where we live but we do have a mole in the garden. Love the photo.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 7 months ago from Reno NV

      Coturnix Quail, I will look into these online. Bill when I lived in Washoe Valley the wild quail would actually cover the ground like a blanket. Jamie

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      Bill Holland 7 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Beautiful for sure, Jamie! We have Coturnix Quail....not quite as pretty as the wild quail, but we do love those little birds.

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      Jamie Lee Hamann 7 months ago from Reno NV

      Thank you Shyron. I hope you are well. Jamie

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      Shyron E Shenko 7 months ago from Texas

      Hi Jamie, this is beautiful, I miss the quail and whooper-will from my child hood when you could hear them calling in the night. It is such a satisfying sound after a hoe-down and call of the whooper-will lulls to sleep.

      Blessings and hugs Jamie