Long Kingfishers Poems

All that does encompass bespeaks wonder in everything
bubbling brooks and waterfalls does your glory ring
terrestrial and celestial ever fill our eyes with seeing
how can not it's splendor not fill our very being
 
raindrops in waters...

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“The Penelope Squad”



A line of bluebirds 
tittering on a line
swaying on the winds
like comedian pageboys 
having a good time
poop in the peg bucket
words wooden and sharp
fly off with frosty notes
dirt and sherry stains
imprinted on 
Penelope’s...

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 MY SECRET RIVER
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Its source some distance from its end, highlands.
A little trickle meanders a mile.
Pure, full of many forms of life, no fish!
Now babbles over rocky ground, the brook,
widening, now with banks, sticklebacks, the...

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Annabelle Albatross’s amazing aquatics astound audiences at Atlantic airshows.

Bill Beaver’s barrel-rolling barely bumps bobbing buoys.

Crustaceans crowd cramped coves.  Charlie Crab cowers, camouflaged creatively.

Dennis Dolphin dives deeply dragging down desirable delicacies.

Elegant electric eels electrify everything....

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Do you know in which country's leaves are greener than any other country?
Do you know in which country where you have to walk through soft green grasses?
Do you know in which country where people cultivate...

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She wound her way as was her wont,
Along the treacherous path
Adorned by rock, and roots and ferns,
Elated as if there was a fire dance in the breeze,
Towards the lake and the waterfall.

Soon she arrived at...

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When the season of splendor sprinkles 
the scent of sprightliness,
when the koels and kingfishers sing hymns of hope 
and merrily waltz their wings of chartreuse dreams, and
when from her day dream, my muse emerges in...

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 More than anything Nature fascinates me
Men living in close proximity to nature, I love to see
So I ramble into the city’s far outskirts
Watching ordinary people in commonplace pursuits
Imbibing much from the life of the...

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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 at will,  
and Great Horned owls
hooted at passerby,

And crickets...

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Leaping over nettle bushes,to clear becks and streams
picking fruit from orchid trees, children in our element and dreams.
Building dens in rainy woods,our warmth and shelter clear
raindrops dripping from oak leafs,like a shedding tear.

Swaying cornfields upon...

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enter… find nature
Boultham Park hides its wonders
flora and fauna

hedgerows… privet…
hawthorn… laurel.. woodland walks
lake bank side vistas

siskins… goldcrests… gems
sparrowhawks… if your lucky
sneaky brown rats too

floating treasures… ducks
mallard… tufted… goosanders
widgeon… on good days

nuthatches… winter…
feeding stations… eye candy
great…...

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I live in a city of  a Indian state
where you can discern refreshing greeneries, that accommodate
the kingfishers,Rollers,peacocks,snakes and white cranes
Although rice is the major crop,black lentils,sugar canes
corns,sunflowers and groundnuts are the seasonal crops
Since it...

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Birds have always captured my imagination,
    They have such a beauty and a unique nature;
Oh, what an array of birds for my inspection,
    I write this for the birds...

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wildflower meadow
as tall as a muntjac
cuckoo cuckooing
-
farmers haymaking
grasshoppers stridulating
don't touch a stinkbug
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wood admiral glides
honeysuckle its host plant
humid the hot nights
-
warm is the river
fish rising leaping for flies
life seeking cool shade
-
inverted swimmers
water boatmen taking in air
cygnets...

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Let's leave this abode and live in tranquility forever.
They fettered our love, strangled it in its cradle and nothing seems better.
O, paramour! Your love is my soulful treasure.
So pure, so refined, so laudable of endless...

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I write upon mountains from whence I view the sea
soothed by the rhythmic motion of the tide
my muse goes into overdrive
Soon my pretty notebook
is bursting with simple scribbles and rambling lines
as I watch a heron...

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Kingfishers So Deeply Water Diving


The moon filled nights are now waiting
In a sky filled to its fullest view
As life catches the fish we are baiting
Hope brings love forth once again anew!

Sweet trees are now ripe...

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Winter gives some wildlife a rest,
But most birds are put to a test.
Most do try, most do their best.
Kingfishers migrate to the coast.

Rivers freeze, can no longer host
Birds can feed on crumbled toast,
But prefer wild...

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Longing for the rainforest,
the smell of life eternal springs 
and wafts across the oceans deep
to my chilly home to bring..

images of orchards bright
in high trees with roots a dangling
of butterflies, I've never seen
and crocodiles prey...

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It's full moon, 
but the ebbing tide never comes, 
the sea is fast rising, 
it's getting hotter, 
and becoming a monster.

The islet over the horizon, 
its shore whiter than clouds, 
where kingfishers and sea urchins...

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As one saunters by the bubbling brook 
fixated on intricate crannies and nooks       
quaint voices encircle, relaying rhyme 
in a plethora of rhythms, perfectly timed

Adonis blue butterflies flaunt their wings
messages...

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birds interesting
a collection from nature-
all so beautiful

The Storm Petrel's are small birds that seem to hover,
little sea birds that appear to be walking on the water.

Loons unable to walk on land    they...

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A quiescent misty lake in center of hillock, 
surrounded in soundless old oak trees. 
Sheen of mercury looks ethereal in sunbeam,
blue headed kingfishers, in sly glances skim.
silvery air sparkling in splash of wildflowers,
a frescoed terrain...

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A good friend once told me that kingfishers know the secrets of the universe 
But dear friend, what about this moorhen on the rivers verge?

And as I sit and wonder what my moorhen thinks
Around me...

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If I can not hold the bird 
It's prudent to let it accompany the kite
When the hues take a distant flight
Won't it be a fun with black and white 

Desires to become, we do have...

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