Yesterday a chaffinch

chaffinch

Yesterday a chaffinch

The world that I see
           from my window
consists of a hill
           a stretch of woodland
and a pale blue sky

there’s an uneven line
           of trees on the horizon
and whenever I look
           outwards I see birds
of every description

yesterday a chaffinch
           with its rusty red underbelly
added a little colour
           to my life when it perched
on the garden fence

I noticed its electric eyes
           alert to the slightest movement
that could spell danger
           and yet serenely confident
in its ability to survive

John Lyons

 

Full stop

Full stop

Earlier this morning
           I noticed that something
was ruffling the leaves
           on the branches of a tall bush
just outside my window :
           it wasn’t the wind because
nothing else was moving
           I looked more closely
and saw a tiny green chaffinch
           rocking rhythmically
back and forth as it pecked
           at the fresh green buds
on the bush
            while high up above

under a faultlessly blue sky
           aircraft were leaving
immaculate white trails
           in their wake
and down by the railway line
           I observed a tall tree
without a single leaf
           but with a large crow
perched silently on one of its 
            uppermost branches
and it occurred to me
           for reasons unknown
that the tree was statement
           to which the black bird
provided a very eloquent
           and conclusive full stop

John Lyons