Poem -

That Time of Year Again

Around this time of year
every year that is ..
We see them in pairs,
in trees and in hedgerows ..
We see them
in meadows, in forests
on marshland and fields ..
We see them
dancing and making love,
on the wing ..
Then toying with thermals
like arial voyeurs,
and watching from some
proverbial wire ..
Yes, always in pairs though ..

 

Like 4 Pin it 2
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Yiyan Han

Well, Neville, quite a few species of them:

  • https://www.ivelvalleybirdfood.co.uk/blog/advice-tips/what-uk-birds-mate-for-life/

Are swifts "on the wing" in your mind?

Regards,
Yiyan

Reply
author
Neville

Thank you so much my friend .. Yes there are so many varieties .. they are all beautiful to watch and spend most of their lives in the air .. How amazing is that .. and thank you so much for dropping in and the link .. Neville 

Reply
author
sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

Reminds me of Angel Flight...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

Reply
author
Neville

Both me & my little scribble are honoured .. thank you for checking in sparrowsong .. kind regards, Neville 

Reply
author
Marion

Just a really lovely write Neville x

Reply
author
Neville

How very kind you are Marion .. thank you so much my very dear friend .. N

Reply
Poem -

All Items Numbered 204

taken from Looking Back on Burned Bridges ..

It is such a shame
that we
rarely remember
so many
of the little things .....

Poem -

Porlock

not too far from me regardless of whether by road or as the...

Its where they drag boats
over hills,
across fields and catch
oysters ..
It’s...

Poem -

Marching on Bone Spurs

okay maybe,
if he had just been forced
to march
on his bone spurs for one
or...

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

bed rhymes with head

I like midnight
The precise moment
That precise magic
When the world becomes theirs...

Poem -

Craving The Slice

I swing an axe
Harnessing power
Bellowing fuck words
Craving the slice

...

Poem -

All Items Numbered 204

taken from Looking Back on Burned Bridges ..

It is such a shame
that we
rarely remember
so many
of the little things .....

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com