Thursday, October 03, 2024

Poetry Friday: Birdtober Day Four: Kingfisher

Welcome to the first week of Birdtober! So far this week we've had:

Day One: Plush-crested Jay

Day Two: American Robin

Day Three: Mountain Bluebird

 

Today's bird is a Kingfisher. The US calendar calls for a Belted Kingfisher and the Ugandan one for a Pied Kingfisher. In 2023 I posted about how rich I felt because I had seen eight different kingfisher species. Then, just a few days ago, I saw a ninth: the Giant Kingfisher. So that's what I'm writing about today.

 


 

 Photo Source: eBird.com


Giant Kingfisher

More than sixteen inches long,
Cackling, squeaky, squawky song.
They catch fish, then beat it senseless —
Never could be called defenseless.
No sooner fledged than they start diving,
Swooping, hunting, just plain thriving.


©Ruth Bowen Hersey


Tabatha has today's roundup.

4 comments:

Cathy Stenquist said...

Love watching the kingfishers near me. Like the herons- observing, seeing unexpected bounty, then snatching... much like us poets searching for our muse and the words to tell our stories. Thanks for sharing:) Cathy

Linda B said...

I don't see many until I find a wooded stream but even the small ones here in Colorado are wonderful. Love the video & poem, Ruth, "defenseless" they are not!

Patricia Franz said...

I remember your 2023 Kingfisher posts -- and still am jealous of seeing such beauties! I hold tight to a memory of my one and only spotting while traveling in Australia in the '80s. Such fun!

Rose Cappelli said...

Thanks for this glimpse at such an interesting bird. I've never seen a Kingfisher.