Looking For Crossbills (1 Viewer)

halftwo

Wird Batcher

• Jan 30, 2018

• #1

Beneath the tall dark pines
Green moss sips acidic sustenance
From the fir-coated forest floor

Below the stream slips a peaty brown hand
Across the rounded boulders rising from its
Bed then cascades over the sheets -
The jut of outcrop above the pool

High in the pale ice of the sky
The call of Crossbills' "jip jip" -
Flakes falling from wind-battered bark
A glimpse of bright rumps from a small flock
And those small sounds also: gone

 

Kits

Picture Picker

Social Media Editor

• Jan 30, 2018

• #2

Wonderfully alliterative, beautifully constructed and a gorgeous word picture, H. Thank you.

 

halftwo

Wird Batcher

• Jan 31, 2018

• #3

The fewer the birds the better the words it seems!

 

Larry Sweetland

Formerly 'Larry Wheatland'

• Jan 31, 2018

• #4

lovely :t:

 

halftwo

Wird Batcher

• Jan 31, 2018

• #5

Cheers, Larry.

 

stuartvine

Well-known member

• Feb 1, 2018

• #6

"The fewer the birds the better the words it seems!" Hmm, couldn't agree more. Having dipped the local Parrot Crossbills twice, the words I used were excellent, although not really for publication!

Great poem. :t:

 

halftwo

Wird Batcher

• Feb 2, 2018

• #7

Thanks Stuart.

Out this morning and came up with this. A departure from my usual - rhyming nine syllable lines:

Three Productive Fields

The icy wind clamps its steel jaw and
Blows in from the snowy ridged moorland
Three fallow fields and dung heaps provide
Linnets and Larks, wagtails: Grey and Pied
Picking Pipits, trawling with Starling
And Crows in scores and Lapwings take wing
Stock Doves circle as Buzzard displays
O'er the dark copse and below the greys

 

stuartvine

Well-known member

• Feb 4, 2018

• #8

That's a very interesting poem. The first four lines work conversationally, while the last four have a definite rythm. Like it.

 

halftwo

Wird Batcher

• Feb 7, 2018

• #9

Yesterday's walk froze me into wordless submission!

A distant trio of Hawfinches dropping in elluded my search. A male Redpoll rather lovely too.