Unfortunately, all at BirdBrains have forgotten the name of these birds, but their circuits were memorable!


... in North/South Americas, one February day,
quacking of a dozen drakes in courtshipping array,
chasing ducks one length of stream while splashing crystal spray,
feathers ruffling brown and bronze with soft taupe underlay,
rush pursuit up hazel banks where yellow catkins sway,
flippers flapping fit to trip up lithe legs, all a-splay,
soon as drake has caught his duck she smirks and twists away,
circuits back to water to restart the mating play ...

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Written on 2014-04-14 at 00:46

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Dear BirdBrains with your poems of writ so bright
Write realms of feathers painted multi-coloured hues
Shine kingdoms of airy children with beaks of every shape
Chirping, quaking, whippoorwills and loons
Make merry mornings, nights afternoons
Of form infinite the trees and meadows and hills decorate
Art much more pleasant to behold, yea that's right!
Dear BirdBrains we applaud Yhe with much enthuse
All brethren sacred of Yhe Avian Views :)>

Beautifully done and, as many of your scenes, it is both particular and universal . . . the same thing is happening here with the sparrows and doves and robins and cardinals and blackbirds and jays. Yesterday I noticed a pine bough bouncing up and down though there was no wind and spied two squirrels making love.

Very hard to do: maintain a rhyme throughout an entire poem. Bravissimo!

'...flippers flapping fit to trip up lithe legs...' = Like the way this flips and trips upon my tongue.


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by Coo & Co