Dunnock Poems - Poems about Dunnock

...feel the hedge the dunnock had slept its lines a scribble toddlers had drawn he nested in a pen test on scrap paper edging fields in barbed wire branches sleep static acrobats on frozen trapeze......

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...********** hidden nest… feeding collecting food… not insects bad summer weather ***********......

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...************* the human race how many subspecies do you know orange sunsets they were once all red the status quo housemartins... late nesting on a window pane swallows in the ......

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...By lane and path the English hedgerow, In which so many wild things grow, For centuries has crossed the land – A world of nature, close at hand. In Spring the blackthorn's cloaked in snow, Its......

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