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
April evening at Bishop’s Palace, Wells
Pen and her cygnets
Evening light on calm water
Following her home
Early May Bank Holiday
A pair of swallows
Perched on the telephone line
Calling they’ve arrived
A crow overhead
Ruffles of black silk flying
In the warm Spring breeze
I notice it has been a while since I've posted up any haiku here, you can now find my bird haiku over on my Wordpress blog here: patriciarustart.blog
Meanwhile I will try and update this Blogger site every now and then!
April
Two woodpigeons couched
Atop the blackthorn eating
The spent Spring blossom
On Gardening:
Little goldcrest caught
Out the corner of my eye
Both searching for Spring
The chuckling hedge
Green shoulders shaking with glee
As Blackbirds shuck jokes
March Morning
In the willow tree
Under a Van Gogh sky a
Robin paints in song
Five feisty finches
Fill the golden willow boughs
With red hot trouble!
Powder puffs, dusted
Gold in the golden sunlight
Catkin and goldfinch
On the Spring Equinox
Magpie
Four magpies fighting
In the road, oblivious
To me passing by
Magpie finds long stick
Jackdaw wants it, sky scuffle!
Fight, flight, Magpie wins
Robin
In the blackthorn boughs
Robin; red lantern on branch
Among the blossom
Goldfinch
Goldfinches riff free
Jazz. Syncopated beats on
Bare willow branches
House Sparrow
Up on the bird box
You call. ‘House mate, house mate, see
My new house for thee.’
Chaffinch
She checks out the lawn
Among the starling flock she’s
A pale stripe in spots
Robin
Long-tailed Tit
In the willow; twigs
All bedecked with feather bows
Singing in the pink
