The dawn chorus begins…
Magpie song flows
a clear, bright stream
winding, it goes
twisting through dreams.
Awash in sleep,
I ride a deep
river of song
but
Then cockatoo
adds in his screech.
Is the night through…?
More sleep in reach…?
Pillow on head,
dreams not yet shed
drifting away…
and then
kookaburra
cackles discord –
with his hurrah
all dreams are poured
right down the sink.
“Bugger!” I think
“time to get up!”
and off to the Goulburn poultry auction this morning! I hope to get some (quiet) chooks to replace those killed by Mr Fox.
anotherKate 
To awaken to birdsong, ah what a treat! The buzz of my alarm should sound so sweet! Wonderful ha’sonnet string, Kate!
Thank you Stephen, and a very nice rhyming response 🙂
There is nothing sweet about a flock of cockatoos screaming – and they destroy timber on houses and chew small branches off trees.
Morning Alarm
No cockatoos
to start my day
I get the views
of a bluejay
making it clear
with its loud jeer
today’s okay
❤ That's wonderful! Thank you!
🙂