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Country Roads


Country Roads

The snow-heavy skies have gone, replaced by a sodden grey blanket of cloud. A watery sun teases. Birds carol: a Song Thrush stutters and starts from the churchyard beech; and a Great Tit chants ‘teacher’ ‘teacher’ from the hedge, by the old school. Somewhere a Blackbird sings ...

 sunny days tease the blackbird into song

In the lane Buzzard sit motionless atop drunken telegraph poles - Roman Eagles. While a Kestrel watches from the wires. And further down the lane woodpeckers drum ...

 poles apart woodpecker telegraph each other

A robin flits in and out of the hedge as we pass. In the hedge bottom the first primrose among the moss ...

 primroses in the hedgerow bank a robin’s nest

Counting crows - seven in all - musical notes, between the staves; telegraph posts winding up the hill to the old fort. I think of a song ...

Telegraph Road - Dire Straits


A whim, which has nothing to do with birds or Spring just a great piece of music; a bit of fun. Enjoy!

Artist Notes

The featured picture by Rowland Hilder is from an original watercolour ‘Spring in the Dales’. It’s a painting of early spring with the trees just beginning to come into leaf yet there still snow on the distant hills.

You can read more about Rowland Hilder in his brief biography here.

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Padmini Krishnan
January 27, 2021 2:54 am

‘Spring in Dales’ is superb. Thank you for putting up that picture. And the haiku about woodpeckers telegraphing each other is lovely.

January 27, 2021 9:58 am

I love your impressions and haikus all chirping to one another

January 27, 2021 12:06 pm

Beautiful, particularly love “poles apart woodpecker telegraph each other”, they were busy in our wood yesterday too. We have a private joke that great tits sound like they are sawing wood, leading to comments such as “oh, he’s building himself a new garden shed again”, etc. And thanks for the musical memory, that track always reminds me so potentently of driving in the dark along the narrow country lanes of S Oxfordshire, past signs such as “Christmas Common”, oh, a very long time ago…guitar goosebumps!

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Andrea Stephenson
January 30, 2021 9:23 pm

There’s such a great atmosphere built up from your prose and poetry Clive, a landscape filled with birds doing their thing.

January 30, 2021 9:40 pm

[…] This late-winter hokku was composed by Clive Bennett and can be found here. […]

January 30, 2021 10:08 pm

Beautiful post, Clive. Here’s a country road in southern KY, USA.
Thanks very much for the transplant into the Hokku Garden!

Reply to  Clive Bennett
January 31, 2021 4:56 am

Yes, that is a meadowlark…good ear! This spot is about 2 miles west of my house. I go there often to enjoy the birdsongs.