There have been various poems posted on the Loch Garten Osprey threads: here is a new one of mine, to celebrate the fledging of the first youngster on the Loch Garten nest for 2010--
FLYING IN THE WIND
The gentle morning broke as the sun put out its lissom threads of red and bronze upon the nest-
I felt that today, I was to be as one with this wind which has buffeted me strongly for days now, and bent our frail bodies to its will.
My brothers tried to move their wings against the skies, but failed to shake themselves from their anchor on the twigs crackling hard beneath our new bright talons.
I raised them, my wings, my reason for being, feeling their feathers soft but brave and powerful, and jumped up, and jumped up again...
I lifted, and felt stronger than before, pushed with my newly strengthened legs, and tried again: the greedy wind grasped me upwards, and I let it take me up, upwards and above - I was flying at last, flying so that my breath was almost taken from me in the excitement of flight for the very first time.
As I curved around the nest which had been my only home since I began, I felt with myself the oneness of my being alive, of flying at long last in Nature's true embrace - I was at Home in the world itself, and nothing could take this from me.
Thanks Lindy, that comes from all of our hearts I think, lovely.
Terry in Cumbria
Home Alone
Where's our mum gone?Where's big bruv?There's only us two here now,Oh yes, and the guv.
The nights are drawing inIt's getting rather cool,Dad's not bringing us many fish,We think he's working to rule.
Shall we sit here shouting,Making lots of fuss?Or shall we just make tracksAnd stop being such a wuss?
(Sorry, wusses doesn't rhyme.)
Thanks TerryM I like that and hopefully they will make tracks soon.
Margobird
Great fun, TerryM! - 'wusses' only rhymes with fusses doesnt it!!? and sort of doesn't work! Like your version, much more cheerful than mine!
-- many thanks to those who have enjoyed my effort - glad you liked it.
So lovely and light hearted Terry Thank you
Ah but Lindy, yours are proper poems, I probably won't be struck again for another 40 years!
Thanks to those who enjoyed it.
A poem is a poem, TerryM - not 'proper' , indeed!
Here is another one repeated from 2009 - when EJ the female left for Africa at this same time of year-
E J
As EJ softly slips away, her work all done,We have to sayOur admiration goes with youFor all the care you followed through.
From eggs to tiny little chicksYou fed them, guarded them with sticksAnd spread those wings in summer rainTo gently shelter them again.
As they all grew, you just stood by-As teenagers, the sparks do fly!You knew they'd grow up sleek and strongAs sisters, friends for all life long.
When time came soon to leave the nestYou did what you just know is best-You waited in a nearby treeAs wings were tested, one, two, three.
Confident that all your broodWould learn to fly, and find their food:You watched them, guarding, standing by:A hint of pride showed in your eye.
Now they're full grown and large as youThere is no doubt as what to doBut let them go, as go they willYet, keep them in your memory still.
There is such a lot of talent on here, these are very moving poems and your thoughts and affection for these magnificent birds really shines through. Thank you for lettting us read them Lindybird and TerryM.
Kind regards Jane.
Hi there
Love all of your wonderful thoughts on paper about our ospreys.
They deserve a whole lot of support of their lives on the edge as they do. What a life too with so many up's and down's and we all want them to be safe and sound at the same time too.
We have to admire them for the beautiful birds that they are, and always will be in our eyes.
Regards
Kathy and Dave
Hey, Lindy, stop making me grizzle when I'm at work!