I've written quite a number of bird poems, especially including my mates the gulls. The bird world, behaviour and consciousness are ever fascinating. Here's a link to "Goldfinch" posted on 4 September 2017 and here's a link to "Robin and Leaf" posted on 10 August 2017.
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Very loud then very hush,
Courting mates or chasing foe,
Scolding off the chancy crow;
Proudly spotted, all a’gush,
Fluting, whistling, tutting “tush;”
Cracking shells or tugging worms,
Frankly killing on its terms;
Hen-bespread sans doubts or blush
Yields a clutch of eggs, blue-plush,
Which on twig-thin legs it guards,
Hop-skip anxious, running yards;
But it’s odds a cat will rush,
Tearing it to bloody mush:
Killer killed is Nature’s law,
Red in purpose, tooth and claw;
“Tirra lirra,” sang the thrush,
Overflowing, full and lush.
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© April 2020
Frankly killing on its terms;
Hen-bespread sans doubts or blush
Yields a clutch of eggs, blue-plush,
Which on twig-thin legs it guards,
Hop-skip anxious, running yards;
But it’s odds a cat will rush,
Tearing it to bloody mush:
Killer killed is Nature’s law,
Red in purpose, tooth and claw;
“Tirra lirra,” sang the thrush,
Overflowing, full and lush.
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© April 2020
