Down the lane towards the river, branches touch their fingertips together, a leafy tunnel to catch a breeze while I listen for drumrolls from the trees to announce the annual rollercoaster, the reappearance of the spotted woodpecker. It’s already May and I haven’t heard him yet, he must be still selecting the most perfect of […]
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Sprung
Now the clock hands have spun forward, an extra hour’s worth of sun- light has my nose smearing windows, spotting miniature mountains in mud- dy grass, patches clawed and dug by myopic moles in their hungry hunt for worms and beetles. My ears detect a rhythm, tap and hammer of a woodpecker, precise percussion of […]
Return of the Woodpecker
I am waiting For the sound Of the woodpecker Drumming on the trunk Of the tallest silver birch Adding to the rhythm of the morning Playing hide and seek Flashing its vivid colours Among the branches Stark and scrawny Against the sky © Kim M. Russell, 2016 Image found on www.rspb.org.uk Male great spotted woodpecker on a […]
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