October Birds in the Garden
Above me, tree shakes
Branches full of long-tailed tits
Singing and dancing
As I clear back weeds
Robin inspects my hard work
For her worms and bugs
Pigeon hoists feathers
Dips a toe into bird bath
Then clambers in, ahh!
The rooks yell at me
‘No food yet, birds’, I yell back
‘Not till November!’
Where are my starlings?
Lone bird calls from the chimney
Hoping flock returns
I find feathers today
One for sorrow, two for joy
The magpie’s message
Red Kite
The river, bridged by
A road and a red kite, marks
The confluence point
Wood Pigeon
Gathering twigs, you
Build a willow tree house in
View from my window
Seagulls
Three seagulls scull by
One calling ‘Stroke!’ as they fly
A blue summer sky
Swallows
Swallows turn sharply
Sizing up the summer fields
Wing spans set square now
Swifts
Above the house, there!
The needle song of swift flight
Threading through the sky
Birds at Bishop’s Palace, Wells
Pen and her cygnets
Evening light on calm water
Following her home
Heron
Heron flies above
The old stone ramparts, herald
For the palace walls
Robin
Under the old yew
In the gloaming you watch me
Small red sentinel
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Breakfast with the birds
A pair of swallows
Perched on the telephone line
Call to say they’re here
Late afternoon
Willow sheds its down
Windblown to a lullaby
Sung by the goldfinch
Marsh Harrier
Gold wings in late sun
Struck from Thor’s hammer, bright streak
Of talons and beak
Starling Murmuration
Front row gathering
We wait for the performance
A winter ballet
Sky whale! Sky whale! Swan!
Starlings flow shapes across sky
Nature’s movie show
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