Blue tits have flewn out
Abundant blue & yellow; their voices swell
My 3 years broccoli tree is doing just swell
Thousands of edible seeds sprout
https://fivedotoh.com/2022/06/27/fowc-with-fandango-swell/
Thanks for the challenge, Fandango 💛
Blue tits have flewn out
Abundant blue & yellow; their voices swell
My 3 years broccoli tree is doing just swell
Thousands of edible seeds sprout
https://fivedotoh.com/2022/06/27/fowc-with-fandango-swell/
Thanks for the challenge, Fandango 💛
After Covid, it all came back
Airplanes, motorcycles, cars, radios
As lively as it is ~ it can be a peace hack
Not to mention the colonies of gulls & crows
The cuckoo, the swallow
But also the gull, crow, pigeon
Latter three, some see as a plague upon
The cityscape we enjoy now
The screams of the young everywhere
Still too young to leave the nest
Soon, they must succeed in this final test
Too early for rose & linden scent on the air
Here I am, doing something tedious
Yet, I had to leave the paper fuss
The blue sky with its white fluff
Swallows bringing their vocal stuff
May they help through the monotonous
Blowing their tune
This is their time of year
To profile themselves here
Before Summer starts in June
https://hajarstexts.com/2012/03/25/birds/
https://fivedotoh.com/2022/03/25/fandangos-flashback-friday-march-25th/
Thanks for the challenge, Fandango 💛 It’s nice to show off a previous posting. This one was from 25 March 2012.
An amazing first timer for me:
The storch is in town
A beautiful storch couple I see
Neighbors say, they’re settling down
In Autumn, Winter,
Another feathered song promoter
Makes itself heard
Than the warm seasons favoring bird
As if we were in northern Italy
Again, the bright light astounds me
News report says, also birds change
As a result of climate change
Noise around the clock
Crows & gulls dominate
A sunlit horizon may stagnate
Their & others’ wished full sleep block
More & more,
Gulls choose the human environment
Does it ease their predicament,
Human food without hunting chore?
June ~ of course, hay fever days
Then again ~ also long light days
The intense blossom is to rejoice
& Soon linden scent under bird voice
A fat, screeming woodpecker baby
Keeps my sister awake at night
The parents fly in & out to feed, for all to see
A willow tree in a garden is a safe place of might
My first time ever
At a willow branch, I actually saw it
The woodpecker, its feathers sunlit,
I only missed camera endeavour
Meticulously & peacefully, woodpecker is hammering
Alas, there’s smog on the air
Meaning, a hot day of Eastern wind we’re expecting
Fresh coffee, for a moment, diminishes my care