Saturday, February 23, 2013

My dear kingfisher

My Kingfisher - collage
My Kingfisher collage
(click image for enlarge)
My dear kingfisher 
I meet you every day
and miss you equivalently
thus I or you on our own job.

We find either regularly
or sometime at our intervals
unlike the late morning wishes
we often exchange in silence.

I feel cheerful seeing you
appealing in robin blue
every time u come perch
the glorious gulmohar tree.

Opening the red beak
you sing a vibration song,
a distinct yet unique one
is my favorite mimics tone.

I attend your calls; sometime
dialed from far away bushes,
I feel your presence, whenever
I catch you in my mind voice.

You play a role in my life
that I could cherish anytime
and you’re my beautiful blue bird
I feel close to my heart.


Optimistic Existentialist said...

What a beautiful bird. Birds are beautiful gifts that should be cherished and appreciated. Wonderful poem Jeevan.

TexWisGirl said...

awesome poem and wonderful bird, too! great job, jeevan!

Namrata said...

It seems as if for a while you were possessed by kingfisher's spirit...he he..:)

ladyfi said...

Lovely poem - and your collage is simply stunning!

Karen @ away for the weekend said...

Beautiful poem, and the mosaic of the birds are wonderful. This is such a nice post!

eden said...

Nice poem. The kingfisher is a beautiful bird.

Destination Infinity said...

Wonderful ode to a wonderful bird. The way kingfisher dives into the river and catches fish offers an excellent sight. It's good of you to write a poem on birds.

Destination Infinity

Betsy Adams said...

Beautiful poem, Jeevan, and I love the collage. Gorgeous bird.

Devilish Angel said...


deeps said...

any bird watcher can feast on this

Krishna said...

nice poem and your photo is too good


Indrani said...

It is a beautiful poem Jeevan. :)

Pattu Raj said...

Did you click those picture near the house Jeevan?. I have not recognized those birds.

I liked those lines about their call!

Ponniyinselvan/karthikeyan said...

I too had such a friend when i was in Metturdam. I used to sing coo koo with it when ever it would sing.Nice friends.

Srinivas said...

A nice poem overall: I particularly loved the following stanza.

" I attend your calls; sometime
dialed from far away bushes,
I feel your presence, whenever
I catch you in my mind voice."

Pattu Raj said...

Jeevan,when I saw this blog page , I remembered your photographs of the Kingfisher. Pl. have a look if you have time.

Randall Cogburn said...

Wow, I never seen a kingfisher like that. The ones around here near the Texas Gulf can be a little drab in color. Nice photo.