
It’s Poetry Friday!
We’re in the depths of a winter chill here in the northeast. The snow from last week’s storm is hanging around and I’m still thinking about the birds staying warm, finding food. The party at the feeders after I fill them with seed lets me know my friends are hungry. I like to think they are appreciative, too.
Thanks to Margaret and Mary Lee for their great examples of tricubes (3 stanzas, 3 lines each, 3 beats per line) on this week’s This Photo Wants to be a Poem. They inspired me to try one, too.
Feeder Frenzy
winter wind
weather wild
buried seed
cardinal
makes the call
feeder’s full
more race in
sharing space
family
Draft, 2026RoseCappelli
A cozy afternoon of bird watching is also a great time to warm up by the fire and share Laura Purdie Salas’ Flurry, Float, and Fly. Laura expertly captures the joy of a snow day while giving readers a poetic peek into the science behind a snowflake. It’s sure to be a favorite with kids and grownups alike.

Amy has the roundup today at The Poem Farm where she shares her thinking with another poetry form, the triolet. Be sure to stop by for lots of poetry goodness.
What an adorable tricube! I love “weather wild.”
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Hah, Rose! The cardinal making a call to get the feeder filled gave me a giggle . I think it and my goldfinches and chickadees have the same seed hotline… those babies get LOUD when they’re waiting on me.
Thanks for dipping into tricubes with us!
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That poem is beautiful and perfect for this weather!
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