The beautiful Rainbow Lorikeet
their flocks large and noisy
more aptly named they couldn't be
with multi colours flashing
as across the skies they sweep
Darting between flowering trees
in an endless search for nectar
mumbling and grumbling softly when they feed
To the canopies of tall tress they return
at the end of each and every day
the very air filled with their noisy chatter
the branches alive with their fussing
as dusk falls finally settling down to sleep
:) wonderful imagery!
ReplyDeleteThis poem gave me a vivid sense of these colorful birds' daily reality.
ReplyDeleteThank you for this positive feed back, this is my first real attempt at poetry, inspired by all you talented people!
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