Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Stonechat

wind blowing
stalks
moving
waving
dead
grey
winter day
summer over

little bird lands
stonechat
balance challenged
restless
wing flicking
constantly looking
nervous
wary

male
black head
white collar
compact
flawless
beautiful
bird

nature
perfection
unchallenged

12 comments:

Mitch Block said...

This so beautifully captures my own memory of winter hikes and birding along the shore of the Long Island in Connecticut. Thank you! (even if I've now got a little chill)

the cuby poet said...

Mitch Block: This moment happened right by the sea.I am so glad you liked it.

Doris said...

I saw one as well today! Wow! Aren't they good. Compact is the right word. They are the most compact bird I know. I'll never see one again without thinking about how compact it is. I just love the way your poems hit the spot. Thank you.

the cuby poet said...

Doris:So glad that the poem hit the spot for you. :)

Roy said...

This is perfect Cuby, it defines everything about a Stonechat.

the cuby poet said...

Roy: Thank you. These little birds are such a delight so I am glad you think I have done it justice.

CherryPie said...

Lovely and atmospheric.

the cuby poet said...

CherryPie:Thanks.

Welshcakes Limoncello said...

How vivid and how beautiful, Cuby.

the cuby poet said...

Welshcakes: Thanks.

Yvonne said...

Love the economical use of words to capture this bird at this time of year. You've obviously observed it closely and appreciate it. Like your two uses of the word challenge. Well done.

the cuby poet said...

Yvonne:I hear the words 'cut,cut,cut' when I am writing and this one is the result and I am glad that you liked this poem.