Scene from my ” Static Mobile Home Manor” today 17/10/19 that inspired following poem a while ago, and is in my last book that supports and donates to the excellent charity HELP for HEROES Official from all sales… =
Birds
I don’t write much on natures wonder
Preferring to observe the human kind,
But that’s not to say I never will
As I relax with settled mind.
So when reclining on the decking
Of my mobile home in France,
I was taken by the birds behaviours
And how they swoop and dance.
For a big tree has further grown
Looming over the mobile next to me,
Which allows sight of the top branches
And all the various birds activity.
That rarely seems to cease too much
From earliest morning viewing,
So all day through to nightfall
I can see what they are doing.
The coming and going all the time
Of various birds on the branches,
Where I guess they are much safer
Than on the ground taking chances,
Of being attacked or just disturbed
When about their daily routine.
That gives great delight to me,
With their habits nicely seen.
And of course there is the songs
That is sweet music to my ears,
But I guess it’s just communications
Passing on their love or fears.
So I think that I’m really lucky
With a panorama on a tree’s steeple,
Though watching the activity I wonder
Is it too different from people?
But most birds habits are crucial
And they know what each is for.
Unlike man who so often strives,
For a life of greed or war.
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Scene from my ” Static Mobile Home Manor” today 17/10/19 that inspired following poem a while ago, and is in my last book that supports and donates to the excellent charity HELP for HEROES Official from all sales… =