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Monday 6 May 2019

Moor Birds



Skylarks

In a madness born of heat,
Skylarks twittered prestissimo calls
Like gossips on speed.
Their calls merged in the upper air.
The birds had so much to say.
And so little time to say it!

Curlews and Lapwings

Curlews wailed at my trespass,
Like worried mothers.
And lapwings showed fake nerve
By swooping toward my head -
Then putting windbreaks on, swiftly.
They too defended their land
From walkers’ boots and prying eye.

Grouse

Grouse? 
Not bred for the bullet anymore?
Now free to shoot out of heather
Like graceless rockets -
Yelling their ugly, little yells
Into a distance 
Which is theirs too.

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