Daily Archives: May 1, 2009

bird eating bird April 2009

Yes, I saw, or rather, heard a whoosh and a crash as ‘something’ landed in the small apple tree near some tall, mature trees; to see.

then two or three small squeaks then nothing. Then I remembered what I actually saw, which was the pleated fan of feathers of the tail of the bird (the sparrowhawk).

The sqeaks were probably from the prey, a blackbird. It’s cruel, but nature has no conscience. 

There’s no MacDonalds out there for the hungry! It’s the survival of the fittest! A brilliant display of feathers and an event which not everyone is priviledged

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The above is a vivid description and I’d like to say thanks for sending this description of nature at work.

Bird Alchemy

Alchemy

Since suns have set
and oceans rolled
mankind has sought,
so we are told,
star-locked secrets
to unfold
that magic which
turns base to gold.

 

Pale sorcerers,
Magicians wise,
weird wizards
scanning orbs and skies,
are searching for
that precious prize,
but looking through
unseeing eyes.

 

When sunbeams warm
the sleeping Earth,
and blackbird sings
for all he’s worth
to welcome Spring,
proclaim the birth
Of beauty, hope
and joy and mirth.

 

When gold adorns
bright shrub and tree,
and buttercups grow
wild and free,
spreading far
as eye can see….
that’s Alchemy enough
for me.

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I’d love to know who wrote this poem.  I’ve had it for ages.

Go on – tell me which you think is best NATURE or GOLD! 

Then ask your friends the same question by sharing  this poem –