Crow (Blackus Menacingus)
large, clever and a scavenger
found in gardens where there’s trees
good at puzzles, can be trained
likes TV shows about celebrities
Blackbird (Blackus Not-A-Pirateus)
common gardeners friend is he
perched on the handle of a spade
looking out for bugs and worms
went on a holiday to Adelaide
Thrush (Not-The-Itchyus Sortus)
light brown plumage with spotted front
easily identifiable medium bird
known for a complex, tuneful song
makes jam tarts with lemon curd
Starling (Impressiveus In-A-Large-Flockus)
iridescent all year bird
feathers change colour in the sun
swarms in huge numbers then
off to the pub for rowdy fun
Wren (Smallus Sticky-Uppy-Tailus)
one of the tiniest garden birds
surprisingly loud and piercing voice
small, round body, quick and gone
to play boardgames and other toys
Puffin (Brightus Beakus)
black and white with colourful bill
dives the water for its food
coastal, cliffside, craggy nest
sends birthday cards that are very rude
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, fun, funny, humorous,
Form: Light Verse
Each morn at dawn, I take my perch
Awaiting apt brightness to start my search.
A flash of wings, catches my eye,
As tiny flocks of birds flutter on by.
It's a busy time as hungry birds feed,
Diving below, poking in holes, rummaging in weed.
With binoculars at the ready, I spy
A flock of godwits flying high.
A gaggle of terns chatting away on sand banks
Sea gulls squabbling with wrens on the flanks.
The air is filled with a cacophony of sound
As each bird calls out its plea to be found.
In this peaceful time for me, I feel at ease
Lost in the bird count, squatting on knees
As the sun begins to rise up high in the sky
I bid my feathered friends goodbye
Until tomorrow, when I’ll be back
To watch the birds again, after a nap in shack.
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, morning, nature,
Form: Couplet
The early bird gets the worm
Or so they always say
As he squirms what does the worm earn
For minding his business in clay?
Watching blue birds fly about singing various tunes
The red birds song sing of home in the month of June.
6/15/2022
Written for BITE SIZE POEM #47 POETRY CONTEST
Sponsor Line Gauthier
Categories:
birdwatching, animal, bird, blue, red,
Form: Rhyme
From a very little age, I have loved birdatching. before we go on a trip, we used refer some books and write down a list of birds to check on. we actually gave up this habit after several of our successfully planned trips had to be canceled due to disastrous weather. now I'm 15 and my friends think I'm nuts, but I still love birdwatching. we note down the birds in every trip and make a big list of the birds we've seen.
I have seen...
. IPH
. CS Eagle
. Sp. dove
. Col. dove
. RW lapwing
. Rv bulbul
. BHIbis
. OM robin
... I don't remember all, but the list goes to some number near 200...
*it's tiring to write the full names of birds when you just see them, especially when there's several birds in one place, so we devised for ourself a special abbreviated coding system, which may or may not give out some hilarious meanings.... anyway, here are the real names of the birds.
IPH - Indian pond heron
CS Eagle - Crested Serpent Eagle
Sp. dove - Spotted dove
Col. dove - Collard dove
RW lapwing - Red wattled lapwing
Rv bulbul - Red vented bulbul
BHIbis - Black headed Ibis
OM Robin - Oriental Magpie Robin
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, nature,
Form: List
I remember when birds were just plain birds,
and ducks were the birds that swam in the lake.
Binoculars were tools for seeing ballet;
heavy, clumsy, hard to control focus.
Once taught to listen for the call, cheep, bzzt,
and search in the direction for motion
I never went back to being blind, lost
to flutters, fannies, eye rings, and beaks.
Color important as well as tree limbs.
Flight patterns, wing shapes, up and down
were a nuance to food, romance, and love
because you loved the sight and shape, song,
and ever elusive arrival friend
somewhere, mountain, jungle, graveyard or beach
someplace new to join together on hunt
to wipe out work time thoughts and hidden pain
and love the world we live in for each bird
through the short days of our lives on the wing.
Categories:
birdwatching, adventure, animal, bird, flying,
Form: Free verse
birdwatching
binoculars in hand
fowl eavesdropping
AP: Honorable Mention 2021
Posted on September 7, 2018
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, word play,
Form: Senryu
That gift of reason
has led me
some would say astray
for I see faith in fable
as ceding response
ability
fundamentalism
indoctrination of ignorance
indelibly
bliss of all bliss while
I submit
to this glorious sky
waiting for bliss to
fly by
for I see bliss as fleeting
on a falcon's wing.
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, religion, spiritual,
Form: Free verse
birdwatchers
scrambling off the bus
wild turkeys
Moonset/2012
Categories:
birdwatching, bird, humorous,
Form: Senryu