A new setting for an old favourite haiku 1 of mine about the Kestrel, inspired by a passage from the writings of Richard Jefferies ...
a light breeze
sweeping the hill
a kestrel’s cry
A Lark Rising - Reimagining Richard Jefferies #6
One of Jefferies’ favourite birds, the lark, was for him associated not only with summer days, but with the promise of summer that is felt towards the end of winter. This small bird of the light and endless blue sky, that seemed to bring a message of hope, of love even, was one he could never tire of seeing and hearing.
a lull between cars
through the gap in the curtains
filigree wildness
@Dru_Marland @CallMeMoNow Love the poem. During lockdown the goats on the Great Orme had the freedom of Llandudno wandering the streets at will. Now the tourists are back they’ve found it too brash for their liking so have (socially) distanced themselves back to the quieter rocky outcrops.
#Siskin are still occasionally visiting the garden feeders. The fledgling #Magpie are almost fully grown. And today also saw the first fledgling #GreatSpottedWoodpecker at the feeders being fed by Dad.
A warm summer’s evening ...
yellowhammer—
singing for his supper
bread no cheese
#yellowhammer #haiku #EnidBlyton
