Saturday, 5 June 2010

WALKABOUTSVERSE 190 OF 230

Poem 190 of 230:  BIRDWATCHERS’ BUDE - WINTER 2001/2

Behind the Tourist Centre,
    Between canal and river,
On the marshy drained-floodplain
    (Not now visited by train),
In among willow and reed,
    Eking out some winter feed:
Treecreepers, bobbing robins,
    Chirpy blue-tits, grey-heron,
The screams of water-rail,
    And snipe sharp on their trail.
Plus, out along sandstone down,
    Soaring seabirds can be found.

(C) David Franks 2003