Friday 9 March 2018

Bird Words #1

Starting a new series from my bimbling bird-watching around my local patch, to help remember different species id. Loosely based on Japanese Tanka poetry of five lines. Here's #1:

Dunnock
Sparrow-speckled back
Breast of gun-metal grey
A sweetly squeaking trolley
Wheeling away into the woods

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Monday 5 March 2018

Encountered

A robin
round black eyes like berries
peering at me impassively
as I stand and stare back.
It blinks its grey lids
as I watch, and blinks again,
then suddenly shifts its weight
effortlessly
turning its back on me
but still looking at me
over a grey feathered shoulder.
I take a step backwards -
it hops a little forwards
keeping me close range
fixed in its gaze
as if I am a little tasty morsel
instead of a clumsy lumbering man;
perhaps I am.
And it’s a joy
a sweet stilling of time
to be
beheld 
by a bird.