They fill the earth with seeds and song,their bones and wings need to be strongto bear the responsibility of holding up the sky. They flock above the farmer’s plough,they watch us as we plant and sow,from their aspect up on highwhile they are holding up the sky. The smallest hummingbirds and wrensmake us smile, and […]
Tag: Birds
Feathered Sedoka
juvenile magpie still unpractised in flying squats under the willow tree little kingfisher flashes turquoise upriver an accomplished acrobat Kim M. Russell, 4th August 2019 My response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #96 Little Ones: Sedoka In the first weekend meditation of August 2019, our challenge is to create a different kind of Japanese […]
Last Birds of Autumn
birds disturbed by gales twitters in the woody copse flash of leaves and wings Kim M. Russell, 2017 My eleventh response to Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2017: Life is Beautiful
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Screaming in Spring
At crack of sparrow bone,the dawn chorus begins. I moanwhen winged visitors make city spirits soar:birds madly squabbling for a morselfallenfrom the feeder is less a roarand more a scream.Diligent blackbirds turn over voluminous deadleaves by the shedand a robin settles on the narrowchain fence, all atrembleat the zenosyne advance of spring overmorrow. Kim M. Russell, […]
Taking Flight
geese, swans and swallows travel the world, while sparrows stay here the year round they’re all on a pilgrimage winging their way towards spring Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Carpe Diem #1114 Arrival (at Saint-Jean-Pied-de-Port) Today we are on our way! Chèvrefeuille tells us that, in the early Middle Ages, Oviedo was the […]
A Choir of Birds
peaceful choir of birds a multitude of species singing together Kim M. Russell, 2016 Concert Of Birds by Frans Snijders – image found on fineartamerica.com My response to Carpe Diem Seven Days Before Christmas 2016 #6 meditation Today Chèvrefeuille is reflecting on peace and the pain of the recent terror attack in Berlin. He says that […]
6 am
Six o’clock is muted; A few birds mutter tentatively As if morning is disputed, Unsure of their internal clocks Due to the absent Crowing of the neighbour’s cock. The sky is opaque with autumn mist The colour of an old vest. Hanging from the pinch of plastic pegs, Limp washing drips. Silence sizzles. And then, […]
Garden Guests
Dawn quietude is rippling with the ecstatic chortling of birds, some overjoyed that last year’s nest survived the winter, others splatting mud and leaves, building new nests in trees and under eaves in a frenetic festival of spring. By July, nests have exploded, their broods unloaded into the summer sky, without a goodbye they are […]
A Walk In the Wild Garden
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Weeds in the Garden Since spring, blackbirds have been singing At dawn and dusk, squabbling and serenading; Exhausted now, the garden is quite still, Except for occasional echoes of a silvery trill. Underfoot the earth is soaked, In my garden trees and shrubs are cloaked With […]
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