My Morning Chaffinch Poem by Keith Shorrocks Johnson

My Morning Chaffinch



Small passerine bird -
One of the finches from England.
I look you up - a chaffinch.
You sit on the highest branch
Of a native - an ake ake -
Outside my window,
Delighted with the regrown Bush.
But you have nothing to report
Nothing to sing about -
Life is too good here even if
It is not in clover.
That's right have a
Good look around -
A ‘Captain Cook'.

Monday, December 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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A counterpoint to Thomas Hardy's poem 'The Blinded Bird'
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