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Poetry

Soaring through Salford Skies

#Salford #Birds #Blue #Skies

24th May 2020

Swiftly flying through the blue

a whole host of feathered friends

lift their wings and soar through the air

for while the humans stay indoors

only the odd cat need be looked out for as they

roll about and enjoy the summer air

dancing around the tree tops and saying hello through the windows

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Nature Poetry

Lockdown

#promptuarium #Lockdown #birds

The birds are having a whale of a time

perched as they are on the quay fencing

taking in the rays

of the warm summer sunshine

their only dilemma for today

is when their waiter service is returning

for its great hopping to the waters for take out

but they’re missing their seeds of gold

and some of them have their feathers in a frizz….

word on the bridge is – its down to a bug

point him out they say – we want our feeders back!

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Poetry

The Buskers Dilemma

Their pitch was in the perfect location

Their routine rehearsed to perfection

and for once – the sun was shining

No problem with people passing by,

or pigeons up in the blue sky

they had a crowd, who cheered laughed and cried

They sung out most of the afternoon

till the dawn of the appearing evening moon

their caps and cups full, with notes and coins

and rendezvoused back in a caff to rejoin

But after their breakfast and coffee and tea

they soon departed from their moment of glee

for after their repast, after singing their tome

they just had enough for the bus fare home

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Birds Seasons Spring

Feathered Friends

Salford 30th April 2020

They come back every spring time

when the mercury starts to rise

taking up a home in the trees

giving passers by a surprise

Two birds sitting in their nest

wait till little uns do arrive

then mum and dad will feed them

so the little uns do thrive

And each morning when the suns up

Mum (or Dad) does hop

out of their green leaved little home

on a journey to the shops

Returning with some corn or wheat

or maybe a worm or a bug

to feed up the little birdies

in the nest all nice and snug

But like all little children

they grow up and explore

so don’t be surprised, if in morning you rise

and find the kids next door

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Poetry

Monday

Salford, April 27 2020

Where did the weekend go ?

start of a week in a time of lockdown

quarter to seven – even the resident birds are still sleeping

a new feathered friend flies past the window

he mustn’t have got the memo

Right about now

Ra is popping his head up over the horizon

painting colours on the waterside

The hour draws closer

and I can hear the rumble of traffic

of essential workers

on the busiest road in the country

occasionally stopping

for petrol or snacks

at the metro mart

Auntie beat them all to the charge

Breakfast telly started an hour ago.

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Nature

Wake up call

Salford, 23rd April 2020

#Napowrimo #Nature

No computer required

as up on my window ledge

there are feathered friends residing

until their chicks are fully fledged they’ll be

residing there chirping from morning till night – I

expect to be up early when the sun pops up

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Beach Birds Holidays Pleasures Poetry

Sparrows

#Napowrimo

San Rafael Algarve Portugal, 2017

Surrounding the border of the hotel swimming pool

petite full feathered friends

are creating their own kind of waves

roaming around the water and cooling off as

ripples are created as they

outlandishly divebomb on the

waters edge before

surfacing above the sunbathers

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Birds Poetry

Spooked

Salford 14th April 2020

#Napowrimo #Covid19 #Wildlife

Someone send out a message

Particularly to the man in the big house

Our feathered friends are not amused today – because

Our nation happens to be on lockdown – and no one sent them a message

Keeping the routine isn’t working – there’s nothing in the bins!

Even the prize of a dropped ice-cream isn’t sufficient

Drops required of birdseed – quick.

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Poetry

Exploring

Salford 9th April 2020

The wildlife of the locality

have had their free reign

with everyone inside

and no sight of rain

swooping around

enjoying the air

landing on rooftops

without a care

meeting up with old pals

on a moonlit street

the pickings are meagre

there’s no one to greet

watching the geese and ducks

out on parade

spotting scattered birdseed

heading off on a raid

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Acrostic Music Nature

Song

#DiscoverWP #Song

Saturday afternoon – and beyond the double glazing

On tune, northern birds are belting out one hell of a tune

Note – this isn’t the female humans here – but the

Graceful sounds of our feathered friends singing above.