Again

Way up high on A neighbour’s Antennae they sit, Side by side. The pair of them: At it again. Heads thrown back, Throats vibrating. In unison, they Sing their hearty Song of joy ‘til in Unison they stop. Gazing up at them Viewing the urban Scene below, I Wonder their thoughts. Side by side, kookaburras…

Kookaburras Sing

This morning I awoke to the sound of kookaburras singing. Perched in a tree, or some other high-up place just beyond my bedroom window their full-throttle song so reminiscent of infectious, hearty laughter had me smiling instantly. I listened to the joyous notes until the song ended as abruptly as it had started. Then, the…

Distractions

Though it does not take the same shape each time; nonetheless, the consequences often leave you feeling frustrated. Just when you are in the groove to write, something, or someone is only too willing to distract you from your work. This morning that distraction is in the form of a bird - of the feathered…