Bird Watch by Jackie Hosking

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I find it disconcerting
alarming and alerting
the unashamed asserting of their glee.

It is true they sound impressive
if not manic and aggressive
then undoubtedly excessive definitely.

Their reaction is confusing
as I’m not at all amusing
it’s my ego they are bruising carelessly.

Don’t they know it’s impolite
taking unabashed delight
cracking up at all in sight hysterically.

With their cacophonic chorus
piercing skin that’s thin and porous
you would think that they abhor us certainly.

But apparently this bird
whose refrain is so absurd
was created to confer a word of warning.

To the spirits who reply
to the Kookaburra’s cry
lighting up the inky sky at dawn each morning.

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“Revolution” by Jackie Hosking

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Revolution

 

Many moons ago

Copernicus, you know

Unearthed that planets dance around the sun

The earth, it seemed, was not

The central turning spot

Around which universal bodies spun

 

Then came Galileo

Another spacey fellow

Who thought Copernicus was quite correct

But the church became afraid

Of the viewpoints being made

So they locked him up to mute his intellect

 

But before these confrontations

As he peered at constellations

Through his telescope, he soon discovered more

While the earth had only one,

A greater distance from the sun

Was Jupiter with moons that totaled four

 

Now centuries down the track

As we marvel, looking back

Just how very brave these innovators were

Giving birth to modern science

With their obstinate defiance

Means that trips to outer space can now occur

Birds of a Feather by Jackie Hosking

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There’s a paddling of ducklings in my lake
And a purr of pussycats half awake

There’s a trembling of finches on my lawn
And a purr of pussycats stretch and yawn

There’s a troubling of hummingbirds in my blossom
And a purr of pussycats playing possum

There’s a pitying of turtledoves cooing to their mate
And a purr of pussycats rubbing on the gate

There’s a quarrel of sparrows busy with their fight
And a purr of pussycats keeping out of sight

There’s a peep of chickens and a bevy of quails
And a purr of pussycats wagging their tails

But then, in the sky, is a murder of crows
And a prickle of pussycats hide in the rose

Bird Watch by Jackie Hosking

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Bird Watch

 

I find it disconcerting

alarming and alerting

the unashamed asserting of their glee

 

It is true they sound impressive

if not manic and aggressive

then undoubtedly excessive definitely

 

Their reaction is confusing

as I’m not at all amusing

it’s my ego they are bruising carelessly

 

Don’t they know it’s impolite

taking unabashed delight

cracking up at all in sight hysterically

 

With their cacophonic chorus

piercing skin that’s thin and porous

you would think that they abhor us certainly

 

But apparently this bird

whose refrain is so absurd

was created to confer a word of warning

 

To the spirits who reply

to the Kookaburra’s cry

lighting up the inky sky at dawn each morning

 

© Jackie Hosking