In My Garden Today
Amongst the garden litter blackbird hides.
Searching for the remnant seed, by chance left behind.
Stealthy in motion, sometimes quick to flee,
yet when departing tail feathers flare defiantly.
Song of warning is heard far and wide;
hops between emergent bulb, I see blackbird hide.
Starling siblings land formatively.
Squabble over seed and nut, strung within the plum tree.
Devouring all they strive to satiate,
a hunger born of life lived at the fastest pace.
Brave in flight with acrobatic skill;
starling always first to try, starling strong of will.
Across the garden frontier sparrows skim.
Quiet and unassuming, they often venture in.
Combined or unaccompanied, they’ll be;
buoyant on a fragile perch, under canopy.
Congregating in the hedge close by;
sparrow chat escorts the day, as it eases by.
Rare in its appearance thrush arrives,
quick to investigate all of the blackbirds hides.
And similarly cautious strains to sense,
a predatory resonance within the garden fenced.
With song and beauty that few can compare;
fleeting in its company, in search of food elsewhere.
With unyielding perseverance they descend.
Dove and pigeon circle, flutter, wobble and amend.
Yet with grace that belies their mortal guise,
they navigate the narrow channels leading to their prize.
Defiant against even gravity;
here the doves and pigeons feed, from where I can see.
Then high above, an outline framed in blue.
Gull soars with faculty and elegance anew.
The lure of easy pickings holds no sway,
for masters of trajectory, who’s course is far away.
The call alerts of their airborne display,
these are the birds; I soar, in my garden today.
Amongst the garden litter blackbird hides.
Searching for the remnant seed, by chance left behind.
Stealthy in motion, sometimes quick to flee,
yet when departing tail feathers flare defiantly.
Song of warning is heard far and wide;
hops between emergent bulb, I see blackbird hide.
Starling siblings land formatively.
Squabble over seed and nut, strung within the plum tree.
Devouring all they strive to satiate,
a hunger born of life lived at the fastest pace.
Brave in flight with acrobatic skill;
starling always first to try, starling strong of will.
Across the garden frontier sparrows skim.
Quiet and unassuming, they often venture in.
Combined or unaccompanied, they’ll be;
buoyant on a fragile perch, under canopy.
Congregating in the hedge close by;
sparrow chat escorts the day, as it eases by.
Rare in its appearance thrush arrives,
quick to investigate all of the blackbirds hides.
And similarly cautious strains to sense,
a predatory resonance within the garden fenced.
With song and beauty that few can compare;
fleeting in its company, in search of food elsewhere.
With unyielding perseverance they descend.
Dove and pigeon circle, flutter, wobble and amend.
Yet with grace that belies their mortal guise,
they navigate the narrow channels leading to their prize.
Defiant against even gravity;
here the doves and pigeons feed, from where I can see.
Then high above, an outline framed in blue.
Gull soars with faculty and elegance anew.
The lure of easy pickings holds no sway,
for masters of trajectory, who’s course is far away.
The call alerts of their airborne display,
these are the birds; I soar, in my garden today.
How clever to catch the different behaviours of the birds that visit your garden. You do it so well, that I feel I have been sitting looking out of your window while I read it.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I have a lovely view from the computer up the garden and can see all of the birds upto their tricks. We are getting a new tree for them to play in next Saturday! (Tree Cotoneaster) It will be in for when you next visit.
ReplyDeleteI need to change windows in my office and promised myself this will happen when I get my next royalty check. I want full length glass instead of half windows.
ReplyDeleteHi Abe! Unfortunately we have moved since I wrote this. We still have plenty of birds in the garden but I have to make a bit more of an effort to see them. I too would like full length windows in our house.
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