A haiku for Colleen’s weekly challenge.
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no time for singing
eaves aflutter with bright wings
nest-building twitter
A haiku for Colleen’s weekly challenge.
Photo ©David P. Howard
no time for singing
eaves aflutter with bright wings
nest-building twitter
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The word choice and sounds/cadence match the busy bird activity. Nice
Thank you. They are all so active. Make me feel bad…
The Tanka really meets the situation of hurrying up, for the next generation.
I just had to think about the last time I saw them here, in real. It was decades in the past. Since the old stables are gone, they are only very rarely found.
Swallows don’t like new buildings and they don’t like houses where the pesticides and herbicides thrown around willy-nilly have killed all their food.
Yes, I also remember that the old stables had been whitewashed with lime. Disinfecting and natural.
We are just so selfish.
Absolutely brilliant 💜
Thank you, Willow!
And they do it every year… (k)
Your poem captures the activity of nest building nicely.
Pat
This is a fabulous photo and Haiku, Jane. I’m hoping to catch a few photos of some hummingbird nests. Fingers crossed. ❤