Clarion Call Poem by Andy Brookes

seat of nature upon hill's brow in chiaroscuromorning mist,
sweet briar comes to blazing light nestling place for speckled eggs.
thornbattalions protect the site with spiky woody spears
wherein lies your mate hidden in warm bastion secure.

here you raise insecurity next season's wings.
Warrior like from his rock looking down on moist earth, tilled and turned.
worms wriggling in dark pungent new ploughed sod.
rations for hungry mouths agape and wide to feed.

bright flashes your signal warns offrivals for your love
cock sure, you sing your clarion call from tree tops throne.
challenging with acute black eye and lanced sharp beak
A miniature knight dressed in brown and red.