Sunday, 23 March 2025

Spotted on a trip to London


In a Field

Twenty pheasants have
A sporting chance now winter
Has turned into Spring


Red kites hovering
Almost still as we rush past 
Train-bound to London


Great Bustard?

On a chalk ploughed hill
I glimpse a giant bird. Wait…
Did I just see that? 


The fish pond, brimfull
A mirror for morning light
Heron reflects there


Into London

Leafy suburbs pass
Trees home for two woodpeckers
Woodland corridor   


On the Thames today
Two swans wend their way past boats
And mud larks; low tide!



Tuesday, 25 February 2025

Wren, Starlings and Magpie

Wren

I hear you singing
Through the window, you reach me
With a bright Spring song 


Starlings

Two shiny green birds
Ornaments on bare branches
Winter-jewelled tree


Over flooded fields
The flock ripples out. Black boats
Fish on the dawn tide


Magpie

Wings in, arrow flight
Look at you, surfing sunlight!
Soon beached on tree branch  




Thursday, 23 January 2025

Goldfinch and Buzzard


Seventeen goldfinch
In the magnolia tree
Fresh buds, bright faces


Before Storm Eowyn

Jackdaw alarm calls!
Above me; silent brown wings
Buzzard, storm bringer


Monday, 6 January 2025

January 2025

Starlings


7.45 am
Iron clouds roll, I spot them!
A fleet of starlings

Stretched as thin as air
Starling flock returns to floods
From yesterday's rain


Heron and Little Egret flying past on walk

Overhead; look up!
Awkward neck crick, gangly legs
Birds and birdwatchers

Magpies, Crows and Jackdaws

Magpies in a tree
Six or seven, more maybe
Secret to be told

He feeds them. Walking
The lanes, Tor bound, beautiful
World waking up. Here


Garden Birds

In the willow twigs
Sweet garden song of robin
For the New Year now

All manner of small:
Long-tails, Chatter-spats, Dundills
Sparries, Jenny Wren

Monday, 2 December 2024

December Weekend


Rain on horizon
Sunrise! Apple red where trees
Of starlings chatter


Flat field flooded now
A boating lake for seabirds
Feather flotilla


Red gape scrapes at seeds
Window feeder mealworm treats
Starling beaks clatter


Thursday, 24 October 2024

October Birds

October

Seagulls fly past fields
Like a fishing net dragging
Autumn tides to shore

Starlings arriving
In little drifts; falling leaves
Autumn flurries fly

Weymouth

Walking Weymouth beach
He feeds the beachcombing crows
Who follow his lead

On Westham Bridge, Weymouth

By the bridge waiting
Patience of a saint, stone still
Heron prays for fish

By Beaples Standing Stone

Rook rubs the sky clean
A feather duster dancing
Around the old stone