Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Chris Mansell #18 a chucklebird


These bowerbirds are currently conducting their energetic affairs in my garden. There is a bower where the blueblack shiny male has made a not very impressive display of blue things. Many of the green females congregate and he does his special display with special sounds and special prancing about which seems to be approved of. Then there is a flurry and then another female is there. They literally line up. The particular male is young, and skinny, but they seem to prefer him to the plumper male who appears sometimes to steal blue objects from him. I've seen as many as four females at a time queue up, though in this poem I've restricted it to just two.

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  1. chucklebird
    I guess on fb they'd say
    he he
    ?

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  2. works so well in this format, and how lovely, they're in your garden...!

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  3. Yes jeltje! I love checking them out. They've taken over the place and the veges have had to be netted because they like the new leaves of almost anything (tomatoes, parsley, zuchs...) and other people around here complain about theirs madly but I love watching them. The girls are so bossy. And they bounce like sparrows rather than walk, which is odd for birds of their size.

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    1. the format works like you're looking at them, through windows... lovely!

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    2. Hadn't thought of that. It's exactly the way I do look at them btw - through the square bathroom windows. :-)

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  4. Oh, love this, Chris! So clever .. swoon ... chuckle

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    1. Does this make you a chuckle bird too?? :-)

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  5. Excellent!! Makes me feel like we're a bunch of oldies witnessing and trying to fathom the irrestibility of some skanky arsed young guy surrounded by teenage girls.

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