Best Kingfisher Poems

I sat down by the river bank

And watched the water flow,

The rapids effervescing

Meanders running slow,

Then past the corner of my eye

A flash of colour sped,

The...

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His beauty is frozen into one crystalline moment
    like a sudden, brief breath… now here… now gone
     ...

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A flash of colour, fast in flight
Oh kingfisher, what joy you incite
This walk on just a simple day
Attempt to shed layers of grey
You are here...

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"Look around and see how birds and animals disclose the secrets of self survival and display how their bodies are streamlined to excel in their...

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Hazed mist of morning

kingfisher iridescent ~

sticklebacks beware....

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My eyes,
you traced the beauty of nature.
The starry sky and inky ocean,
smile of winter in the heavenly garden,
dancing of waterfall on the lap of hill
and...

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There’s an old river course with beginning and end,
now the river runs straight without this river bend,
where the water is still and the reeds do...

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HAIKU & TWO SENRYU
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white sky... low the clouds
winter... stuck in a drift again
spring... where are you...
~~~
the bobbin dipper flies
below our secret rivers
spring... summer delight
~~~
ring ouzel......

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The Kookaburra, this terrestrial Kingfisher like bird
With it's onomatopoeic call, laughter in it's world
They inhabit arid savanna's and humid forests so lush
Also suburban to residential,...

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Frozen to perfect, stiff, fixed and fast, 
Forever replicating exact,
Transparent colours of love and beauty, 
Forever being abstract,

She’s a water kingfisher, with a purple song...

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The elegance of a duck gliding over the still pond....poetry in motion.


Down here the serenity of this afternoon of May
suddenly shattered by a busy kingfisher,
it...

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All before was green
The pool like glass, serene
Waterboatmen skated by
A Kingfisher flashed the eye

The Dragonfly mates on wing
As distant Warblers sing
The rushes bend and sway
As...

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My balsa wood float rides ripple and wave
My bait unappealing today
Fingers frostbitten but I shall be brave
As I try to catch something to weigh

The cormorant...

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A world without music, is a life without inspiration,
music itself is inspired by every nation.
No jazz, no soul, no rock, I'd probably die,
no tunes in...

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Many many moons ago
leaving the porch
of a south-facing canyon,
I hiked to a place 
where the foothills
narrowed,

Where the asphalt road
ran astride the reservoir lake
into which kingfishers
dived...

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