In response to Frank J. Tassone hosting for dVerse’s Haibun Monday 4-25-22: bird songs
By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris
He shows up every morning, tapping and tapping without fail. His little red crest bobbing to and fro; he’s putting on quite a show. Not looking for food, no not this one, a girl of his own is what he wants and soon.
So, early in the morning and sometimes at dusk; my little friend is out there making a fuss. Night turns into day and day to dusk and the little red-crested woodpecker never gives up. The days grow warmer, the days grow longer. Fragrant
flowers bloom around him and then; two red-crested heads bobbing together – they’re making a lovely nest!