Laughing Down The Lane

Turning a walk to work into a poem.

Carole spots a redwing, barely a metre away

A striking beauty

The drill of the great spotted woodpecker 

Industrious nature

An exhaled sigh of a greenfinch from its familiar tree, and then another

I can’t help but feel uplifted when I hear that red listed call

The sparrows chat incessantly

And in the breaks, the robin’s beautiful song fills the sky

On the wire, the slightest movement caught my eye

As a kestrel gently airs its wings 

And all the while, unseen in the distance, a green woodpecker calls, calls, calls

Laughing down the lane

A green woodpecker - blending in perfectly with its surroundings. I spotted this one in the garden.