mynah landed way too close to my left eye
I try to be kind, a stand up sweet guy
this black bird better leave bye and bye
I will not be responsible I say with a sigh
you look ridiculous! Yells my weird cousin Cy.
Luckily the bird did fly!
caged mercilessly
gold-crested minstrel from hills...
kept mimicking chants
March 14, 2022
Bird Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
Syllables checked by HMS.com
SECOND PLACE
mynah birds starling
group are not natural speakers
but they can be taught
2019 September 13
howmanysyllables
5-7-5
A MYNAH BIRD CONFESSES
“Bonjour”
“Hello”
“Aloha”
I speak in many tongues,
this intelligent passerine.
“Shh, don’t let on
but I’ve seen the neighborhood burglar.
He’s confessed to me.”
He says, “I’ll tear at your wings.”
and I repeat, “I’ll tear at your wings.”
I think he takes me seriously as he makes a run for it.
Poor chap. His bag of goods flew. I caught them midair
as I echoed the siren.
“Shoo little birdie. I have the jewelry. Don’t tell anyone.”
The boys in blue appear amused as I land on a shoulder. They took me in for evidence. Funny to see a grown man cry inside a cage, as I look on -
a freebird.
7/7/2019
UNSUPPORTED CODE
The butterfly chaser was two years old and two feet tall
The blue shoes on her feet mattered to her most of all
On it she could squat all day long
Sitting on them she inspected the moist soil
Where the Mynah had just run along
She did find footprints, delicate and small
She sat drawing on the mud with fingers and nails
Where the garden sweeper had left her a large clean spot
She pretended deaf to all the common sounds
She was the silent knower of right and wrong. UNSUPPORTED CODE
I fell asleep beneath the Elm
and thus began to dream.
Whilst sleeping sound in sleeper’s realm,
the Mynah birds did sing,
and whispered unto me a spree of many a curious thing –
that I should die, but then to rise
and reign the world as Queen!
I woke from chilly winds and then,
I found to my surprise,
before me lay a cap and pin;
the Mynah birds did cry,
a cooing soft from Elm tree tops and tempting me to try
the crown of gold and dagger cold that shone before my eyes.
I placed the crown upon my head,
the dagger through my breast.
The loss of life and blood that bled
put Mynah birds to rest.
Then perched the worst of all the Mynahs stiff atop my chest
and thrice it pecked to resurrect a Queen from fallen flesh.
Mynah speaks like a human
from it's cage
Sometimes guest puzzled
Think that
one of the family members
talking inside
No mistake happens
because, it's like a member
lives with them
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