A magpie enjoy
Its quality time atop
A flowering tree.
Categories:
magpie, beauty, bird, engagement, nature,
Form: Haiku
magpie discernment
narcissistic tendency ~
mirrored reflection
Categories:
magpie, bird, environment, mirror, nature,
Form: Haiku
Have you ever heard a crow caw in the dead of night
Never the thought crossed my mind until such was my plight
In the bright of the light I saw vast more than one
Nary my delight when their numbers sent me shook to stun
Pondered to run but when said and done everyone knows
That you don’t mess around with a murder of crows.
I thought mayhaps I’ve had my fill of bad omen
But my foes superior cousin flew down more than ten
Yet again I comprehend they represent a prophecy
Not sure what this vocal unkindness has to do with me
Still I see the knowledge be in my mind where it’s graven
There is no safe haven, in a conspiracy of ravens.
Swiftly I flee afore a new plague rains down
The worst was yet to arrive to this cursed, sleepy town
I frown to find myself betwixt these predators absurd
My own personal horror movie version of the birds
Swooping and warbling, they sculp a shadow in the skies
Really just a nuisance… a gulp of magpies. :S
For the Magpies that have invaded my backyard tree....
You've won this time........
July 7, 2022
Categories:
magpie, animal, bird, funny, silly,
Form: Rhyme
Oh dear, oh my,
You poor little magpie,
1 for sorrow is what is said,
And here you sit solo twitching your head,
For where is your sweetheart
Shouldn't you be together not apart
As the rhyme suggests
2 for joy is what comes next
Oh my, oh yes
A pair of magpies
that's whats best
Sitting together twitching your heads
Until 3 for a girl and 4 for a boy pop out their eggs,
In which case you'll need to build yourselves a pretty big nest.
Let's hope the remainder of the rhyme rings true
And your family will be blessed too
With precious metals that you'll find and fetch
5 for silver 6 for gold or so it's said to allege
the glistening so mesmerising so hypnotising
You must have it, To stash in your collection that's ever rising
Safely hidden in a location Mr magpie will not be disclosing or advertising.
Because 7 Is the secret he plans to continue hiding
Categories:
magpie, animal, bird, blessing, creation,
Form: Rhyme
warbling dawn chorus
warning caroling to all ~
tis my flock of folks
Categories:
magpie, bird,
Form: Haiku
Magpie and Crow Thieves
quarters disappear
dimes and nickels gone too
people are accused
magpie and crow laugh
their collection is growing
partners in crime
grandmother sleeps
she has made a mistake
her ring is in nest
Categories:
magpie, animal, bird,
Form: Light Verse
of mischief and theft
swoop low! brightness of eye, and-
slyer than you seem
August 13, 2021
Categories:
magpie, animal, nature,
Form: Haiku
magpie 'tibicen'
you are indeed a 'flutist'-
your warbling delights
Categories:
magpie, bird,
Form: Haiku
Oh Robin! I wish I could tell how much I love thee
Small fluffy and beautiful, you bestow much joy to me
Mesmerized I listen your melodic music whole day
Wagging your tail angrily, you drive predators away
Your cosy home, a hole in the trunk of flame tree
Amid flower's, wearing orange skirt, you bring glee
04.06.2021
Note : Based on real observation of Robin from my balcony. When they sit on top of flame tree flowers, it seems they are wearing orange skirt. They look very pretty in that.
Both pictures taken from my balcony. One depicts the nest in tree trunk.
For Bite Size Poem no.4, Line Gauthier
Categories:
magpie, bird,
Form: Rhyme
A solitary black figure
perches on a barred gateway,
surrounded by a softened blanket
of pearlescent white. Shadows
of color at play signal
a countryside alive in striking
impressions. The lowering afternoon
sun warms the winter sting,
surviving in the thievery of
the winged crusader in motion.
A musical interval marked in
the whispered silence of a
wintry snow covered landscape.
Categories:
magpie, animal, bird, dark, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
A lonesome magpie~
perching on a forlorn wooden stairs
on a snowcapped mountain side
spells serenity in the day light.
The barn house reflects
the pale lavender shadows~
a soft blend of chiaroscuro;
The thickened snow in impasto
reminds me of winter daydreams
of my love so far away.
The hanging frosty pearls
on dancing dainty twigs~
sparkling like chandeliers
in ancient sanctuaries;
Like the diamonds I keep
as a symbol of his promise
that one day soon~
he will come back to me.
3 February 2021
Notes: The Magpie (French: La Pie) is an oil-on-canvas landscape painting by the French Impressionist Claude Monet, created during the winter of 1868–1869 near the commune of Étretat in Normand.
(Photo and info credits to Wikipedia)
Categories:
magpie, appreciation, art,
Form: Ekphrasis
A magpie sat on the branch watching me.
That was okay, no big deal, I thought.
His chattering started at a quarter to three.
By midnight headphones is what I sought.
By three a.m. my husband was looking for his gun.
I had given it away years ago to my Uncle’s son.
I said it’s not so bad, truly, we can get used to it dear.
But that magpie’s chattering is killing my ear!
Categories:
magpie, bird,
Form: Rhyme
a bird with a brain
as beautiful as can be
but good grief...noisy!
Date written: 07/07/2020
Categories:
magpie, beautiful, bird, imagery, perspective,
Form: Haiku
Six magpies brought their mourning squawk,
soon joined by several others,
disturbing all their neighbour's talk
and waking sleepy lovers.
Some hopped and did their swaggered strut
between a felted flat roof top
and a guttered water but.
Some preferred a higher perch
and troubled nearby taller tops of green leylandii.
All the while their squawk increased
and shattered suburb's morning peace.
Two black crows flew overhead and settled,
one on gable top, the other found his place to stop
and watch from nearby psychamore.
Upright, silent, silhouettes,
not bearers of the magpie pall
but undertaking nonetheless
to show crow's dignified respects.
They joined this congregation
to recognise corvid's connect.
They joined this chorused agitation
while magpies mourned their murdered son,
crumpled feathers low on grassy ground,
til course of squawk and strut had run,
and one by one they flew, without a sound,
and all was done, and all was done.
Categories:
magpie, bereavement, bird, death, death
Form: Rhyme
Chatter box went home with Magpie P
Listener neither could ever be
Neither stopped talking
Both kind of squawking
So they invited others to come drink tea
Categories:
magpie, 3rd grade, 4th grade,
Form: Limerick
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