Curlew Poems - Poems about Curlew

...Le Courlis poussa des cris -Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal's The Curlew Cried by T Wignesan (Note d’Oodgeroo : Le courlis fut le frère d’aborigènes. Il venait trois nuits de suite pour po......Read More

...Lake Wollumboola is intermittent. A coastal dune lagoon, enclosed by berm of sand. Its basin a drowned creek-scoured depression. This tiny lake is perched above high tide, vulnerable. Its surviva......Read More

...Moon peeped through the treetops, tiptoed to a window, knocked softly and hushed to keep his promise. ‘Chuck, chuck, chuck, ' a gecko wished; a bat dropped an oozing mango and fl......Read More

...You were neither a destroyer nor a preserver like Shelley’s west wind. You were a native signal to harvest the taro and tapioca. You were a swing for the shore, and my soul too. You we......Read More

...The curlew’s trademark, long down curved bill Delves deep in mud, belly to fill Heath and moorland breeding ground Mating calls eerie sound And then chicks arrive Oh how they thrive ......Read More

...life without love was how nature planned it instinct was the way instinct was the way was how nature planned it life without love symbiosis when two become partners instinctive fo......Read More

...As if To remind me Of past sorrows, The plaintive cry of a curlew In the distance. W.A. CHOLT . COPYRIGHT Fergal O Reilly. 2017.......Read More

...Birdwatcher This passionate, keen Ornithologist, Is an interest, I profoundly pursue. With the upmost of dedication, To Black Tern & Long Billed Curlew. Never a Twitcher, or just an obs......Read More

...And I begin my own steep climb into The Chalkland Downs Where none but stiff blast and Continous drone, Warbli......Read More

...Me a bush stone curlew, And this is my fond view— There's none whoso like me In all space, land and sea, An if one does exist, Bird it be, be it beast, Reflection of mine is, And oh dear, I lo......Read More

...Le courlis poussa des cris – Translation of Oodgeroo Noonuccal’s « The Curlew Cried » by T. Wignesan (Note d’Oodgeroo : Le courlis fut le frère d’aborigènes. Il venait trois nuits de suite pour......Read More

...Adder,badger barn owl black hairstreak silver studded blue damsel fly fritillary sundew- Marsh helleborine Duke of Burgundy goat willow too- ......Read More

...A cloudless day, should have been warm but the frigid southern roaring 40’s cut like flailing daggers into the skin, leaving bones and joints to succumb to the maddening icy grip of winter’s callous ......Read More

...The long billed curlew is frightened by something, he's ready to take flight.......Read More

...I know of a river of more than average Sorts... Meandering, when not dallying to maunder, Between many differing contours And unruly contorts; Where a privileged youth once Happily sought - ......Read More