Haiku Chicks are a-chirping Mother Mockingbird stays close Until they can fly Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Wednesday April 5, 2023
Haiku Noisy interchange Mockingbird and Crow bicker Territory spat Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Monday March 20, 2023
Haiku Mockingbird chorus Singing his sweet repertoire High in the treetops Copyright © 2023 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
A peaceful, sunny afternoon rudely disturbed by a cacophony of cackling caws A mockingbird duo swooped and darted mercilessly at and around the solitary crow as he walked, peacefully on the grass He took flight avoiding their swift air maneuvers They dive-bombed and climbed back up and then drove him back to the ground No chicks present in a nest to protect I was as confused as he He pecked at the grass nonchalantly in hope they would move on They noisily persisted but the crow did not fight back Eventually their fun turned to a lone cat and the the patient, clever crow departed Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and has prompted us with ’Dissonance’ 'If you like you can use dissonance only in a part of your poem. I think it would make it even more effective. Think about dissonance a bit like the sound of chalk on a blackboard on the first day of summer'
The Mockingbird – A Haibun
Birds fascinate me and I admire them for their strength and resilience. It’s amazing that something that doesn’t weigh much to begin with has the stamina to fly such long distances. A migratory bird, for instance, can fly for miles and miles without stopping.
Macaws can live until they are 75 years old or more and an African Grey can actually have a conversation with you.
The gentle hoot of an Owl, the cooing of Mourning Doves or the cacophony of Sandhill Cranes is like music to my ears, but when it comes to birdsong, I love the beautiful sounds of the Mockingbird. Each day one will perch atop my chimney and sing its heart out. The different sounds he makes are so melodious you just have to stop and smile up at him.
Look at me up here Singing from my little heart Hope you can hear me Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved Frank Tassone is hosting Haibun Monday at D’Verse Poets and has prompted us with Birdsong.
Daily Haiku – Thu. June 10, 2021
Haiku Silence is broken Sweet sound of the Mockingbird Singing joyfully Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Daily Haiku – Thu. April 1, 2021
Haiku Mockingbird is perched High on top of the chimney Singing out his heart Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved