Peter's Probationary Poems - 8. Some animal haiku

Awesome, Peter! Pheasant is my favorite, followed closely by Blackbird, and Tit... loved them all... cheers... Gary...

This is a lovely set of Haiku. It makes me feel privileged enough to actually be invited to walk with you on your property. That's a nice, warm sensation.

These poems are all very visual and good. Pheasant stands out for the inclusion of 'me' – I believe it's the one I will think about most.

Goldfish and Heron make an intriguing, mirrored pair – POV above and below the water. I like that.

These are beautiful, Peter. Thanks for posting them.

What a wonderful place...nice haiku, too!

On 08/05/2016 05:42 AM, Headstall said:

Awesome, Peter! Pheasant is my favorite, followed closely by Blackbird, and Tit... loved them all... cheers... Gary...

Thanks for your review, Gary. I appreciate it.

The male pheasant started visiting us a few years ago. He usually accompanied two females and stood watch while they ate. If there were younger males approaching he would chase them away. Last year he had a severe limp, that didn't get better. I suppose he got into a fight with another male. Notwithstanding the limp he still guarded his two girls, but we thought he would not survive the winter in his disabled state. So it was a pleasant surprise to see him limping along again this spring.

On 08/05/2016 10:40 AM, AC Benus said:

This is a lovely set of Haiku. It makes me feel privileged enough to actually be invited to walk with you on your property. That's a nice, warm sensation.

 

These poems are all very visual and good. Pheasant stands out for the inclusion of 'me' – I believe it's the one I will think about most.

 

Goldfish and Heron make an intriguing, mirrored pair – POV above and below the water. I like that.

 

These are beautiful, Peter. Thanks for posting them.

Thank you, Al, for you kind words.

There isn't one about the pair of moorhens, that had a nest on the pond for the first time this year. They are shy creatures and their nest was well hidden under overhanging waterplants. Halfway June I surprised them and they were swimming along with several adorable hatchlings. The next day, a Sunday, I was up at about 5 in the morning, doing my usual round, when I interupted a ferret near the nest. He fled immediately, but I found four hatchlings on the bank neatly in a row all with their tiny necks bitten through. I know that is how nature works, but still had a sad day because of it.

As far as I can establish one hatchling survived till this day.

On 08/05/2016 07:46 PM, Mikiesboy said:

What a wonderful place...nice haiku, too!

Thanks, tim. I feel very priviledged to live in such an idyllic spot. I grew up in Rotterdam, a fairly big city, but did never regret the choice I made in my twenties to move to the country. My brother is exactly the opposite: he has always lived in big cities and when he stays with us he complains that he can't sleep because it is so quiet at night.