Sycamore seeds spin
While House martins circle tree
Spirals everywhere
House martin hesitates; a
Late summer harvest
And the House Martin’s picnic
Fills the country sky
Sycamore seeds spin
While House martins circle tree
Spirals everywhere
Wading through silver
While house martins wheel above
Mirrored in the field
Kingfisher
Perched on a bare bough
Cloth of gold and blue; bright flag
Above the river
Little Egrets and Canada Geese
We are gathering
Where the river and fields wend
A way to feed us
Two waiters in white
Among the gaggle of guests
Riverbank dining
Red Kites
Red wings, white tails, wind
Almost gone, now returned here
To hunt the blue hills
Robin near St Davids Cathedral
Cheese sarnie and tea
Spare a crumb! Table hopping
And hoping for alms
Crow
Sizing me up, you
Decide my cake is crow food
Beachside corvid hops
Sparrows
A handful of crumbs
For a handful of small birds
Happiness is here
Bittern
Bittern; subtle brown
feathers flying past the hide
Herringbone beauty
Egret
Feather tutu flies
Musical winds wafting wings
Jete! Jete! Glide!
Swans
In the green canal
Among the waterlilies
White sails drifting by
Graceful necks bending
Low to kiss their reflections…
Pondweed slurps instead!
Cormorant
Sky hatchet cutting
A swathe of leaden landscape
Skewering reedbeds
Jays
Just so much gossip
In the branches overhead
Two jays chat at lunch
Marsh Harrier
Broad wings weave the wind
Around a stand of willows
While rain clouds billow