Heron Flypast

Low bird overhead

Solid grey undercarriage

Heron ‘747’

Long-tailed Tits

In between the trees

Bright baubles string out mid-air

Birds light up the dusk

Blackbirds and Jackdaws

Blackbird Under the Hedge

Dry summer leaves drift

Into the shade. You turn over

An old leaf for snails

Jackdaws in the Old Orchard

Plums, ripe and bursting

In the beak, spill magenta

Wine for thirsty birds

Jackdaws in a Summer Squall

Two leaves, chucked sky high

Dark shapes dancing in the wind

Rain drenched jackdaws jive

Summer Birds

Young Great Tit

In my hands, frail beat

Of fledged feathers, claw and beak

Fly now, far from me

The dog pauses, wait!

Just long enough for me to

Find a fledgling perch

Hunting Buzzard

Sky-writing above

Longhand. Slow, deliberate

Soliloquy quills

House-martins and Swallows

Weaving through hedgerows

With the evening summer light

Strings of bird bunting

Young Starlings at St. Margaret's Chapel 

From the bell tower

They leap. Hearts and wings clamour

Not falling...gliding!

May Bank Holiday Birds

Swallow

Wandering minstrel

Plucks a tune from a blue sky

Air on a up-draft

Swifts

Now the sky, blue bowl

Rings with your shrill cry; returned!

Brimful with summer

Spring Garden Birds

In the green embrace

Of a Spring garden, birds dance

Singing in delight

Here, now, the first calls

From the eaves, fast wings flash past

New life needs feeding