Beauty on a Dungheap
By Rhiannonw
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Bobbing flight,
dips out of sight,
and up – ‘peep bo!’
then duck
below.
Perching on the pile of muck,
wagging tail
perfect stance
to give a chance
for photo-shot.
Each time we pass, –
there’s one, no, two,
one day there’s four!
(Insects a-plenty here,
and in the murky puddles more.)
Not the smart Pied Wagtail
(common everywhere),
nor the Yellow Wagtail,
(very rare);
this Grey Wagtail
is the prettiest and best:
soft bright yellow chest,
sleek grey back:
among the dung,
spotless, clean:
incongruous concurrence
in a wayside scene.
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So beautiful. I love how it
Jess
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Hi again, Rhiannon. I have
TVR
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Hi Rhiannon
Hi Rhiannon
You show your bird knowledge and interest in this one, and teach those of us who only look at "birds" to look more carefully in the future and take in what we are seeing. Nicely done.
Jean
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Lovely, Rhiannon. Easily as
Lovely, Rhiannon. Easily as worth reading as any English Romantic. I loved the variety of bird life in the south West. Wales is probably the same.
Parson Thru
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Excellent Rhiannon!
Excellent Rhiannon! Quoting William Blake, "To see a world in a grain of sand .. . .."
My favourite bird is the garden sparrow, you can't get anything more common than that. Nor handsome and dignified.
Tom Brown
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Hi Rhiannon, I thought I
Hi Rhiannon, I thought I delve back into your past poems, so glad I did when I came across this one. Isn't it a pleasure to watch the birds? Each one in its habitat. You certainly captured the scene of the Grey Wagtail and gave me a smile. Thank you for that.
Jenny.
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The photo was a delight to
The photo was a delight to see and sets the poem off perfectly.
Jenny.
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