Kingfisher, Kingfisher,
Beady eyed,
Your beauty cannot
Be denied.
Kingfisher, Kingfisher,
On your perch so high,
Watching beneath
A reflected sky,
Movement is slow
But you are fast,
You dive on your prey,
Their fate is cast.
Kingfisher, Kingfisher,
Don’t fly away,
I’d like to capture
Your image today.
Sadly mine’s not a very good photo as I had to take it through a slightly condensated kitchen window. But there he was, sitting on the bow of the boat next door but one,
the lonely boat I mentioned a couple of posts ago.
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About pensitivity101
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
Kingfisher, Kingfisher,
pensitivity101 
At least you saw him! Lovely poem 🙂
I’ve always loved Kingfishers, but don’t think I’ve ever seen one in the wild.
And Hey! Hello there 🙂 This post appeared in my reader, so Looks like I am back on track, and can like and comment.
Though Still waiting for your actual blog to load!
Thanks. It’s not a good picture, but he visits often, so I should get a better one eventually. We often saw them in the main drains (waterways) in Lincolnshire , their colours are so vibrant.
Glad you liked the poem.
That’s it – a flash of colour 🙂 Nice that they are around. 🙂