Category Archives: Poetry

Never in my life have I attempted to write poetry; however I am currently enjoying trying.

On The Road, Photos-Birds, Poetry

~Ring-billed Gull and Friends~

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a stroll 

on the beach

never disappoints

intensifies the senses

hearing, smell

touch and sight

a delight

Ring-billed Gull and a Ruddy Turnstone
Ring-billed Gull and a Ruddy Turnstone (winter)
"No Chance"
“No Chance”
"I'am outta here"
“I’am outta here”
Mine, mine no mine!
Mine, mine no mine!
Ring-billed Gull, first winter
Ring-billed Gull, first winter

 Until next time…

"Come soar with me!"
“Come soar with me!”

Sharing with Stewart at Wednesday’s Wild Bird

http://paying-ready-attention-gallery.blogspot.com/2015/01/wild-bird-wednesday-133-sooty.html

and

Michelle at Nature Notes

http://ramblingwoods.com/2015/01/26/nature-notes-297we-as-humans-have-created-pretty-much-the-perfect-habitat-for-deer-said-cornell-universitys-jay-boulanger/

 

On The Road, Photos-Birds, Poetry

~Great Black-backed Gull~

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prints in the sand

gives a hint of what I am

two legged or four

may reveal shape, size, weight

who I am, remains a secret

Gull prints in the sand
Prints in the sand 
Fishing, a common bond
Fishing, a common bond
Great Black-backed gull
Great Black-backed gull

There is no mistaking the identity of this gull, it is the largest in the world. It stands about 16 to 32 inches and weights about 64oz. Leg color, pale pink; eye color, pale yellow; bill color, yellow with red on lower mandible; back and wings, black.

The gull, in my photos above, is at least four years old, because it takes that long for it to transition to the dark, black back.

The Great Black-backed Gull is one of many bird species whose feathers were used for fashionable clothing in the 1800s. After the demise of the feather trade in the early 1900s, Great Black-backed Gull populations increased and spread farther south. Garbage dumps and other sources of human refuse have contributed to their range expansion.

 

Sharing with Eileen at Paying-Redy-Attention; Saturday’s Critters http://viewingnaturewitheileen.blogspot.com/2015/01/saturdays-critters-58.html

 

Until next time…

Follow my Prints
Follow my Prints

 

On The Road, Photos-Birds, Poetry

~Bird Life at the Beach-Sanderling~

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Sanderling are tiny little beings, some just call them “peeps”,

seen running on the beach, toward the rolling surf,

feeding in the seconds, before a breaking wave, 

then retreating fast, toward the shore,

living in the pull, of the seas’ ebb and flow,

surviving the hardships of their life’s dance,

 usually not given a second glance.

Sanderling
Sanderling
The waves go out; time to eat.
feeding in the seconds, before a breaking wave
Waves roll in, time to run.
then retreating fast, toward the shore
surviving the hardships of their life's dance
surviving the hardships of their life’s dance

 

Sharing with Stewart at Wild Bird Wednesday

http://paying-ready-attention-gallery.blogspot.com/2015/01/wild-bird-wednesday-132-willie-wagtail.html

 

Until next time…