These two haiku are from one walk around the local area:
Blackcap
In the hedgerow hops
Among thorned berries, blackcap
Autumn hat adorned
The Pirate Rooks
Above the grey stone
Roof they fly; flock of black wings
And pirate bones. Arrrrh!
These two haiku are from one walk around the local area:
Blackcap
In the hedgerow hops
Among thorned berries, blackcap
Autumn hat adorned
The Pirate Rooks
Above the grey stone
Roof they fly; flock of black wings
And pirate bones. Arrrrh!
Rooks in a red field
Shaved of its corn. Forage! Fight!
Beaks glean Autumn light
Late evening calls, hark!
The long-tailed tits sing and flit
In warm company
White swan in the rhyne
Wings against a white skyline
Singing the old songs
Long-tailed tits along the lane
Tying song bows to
Broad leaf branches; overhead
Long-tailed tunes flutter
Bird table starlings
A squall of starlings
Blows up suddenly, raining
Beaks and talons now