Lorikeets

Lorikeets have to be my favourite bird (next to kookaburras) and these two visit me every morning. Their colours are magnificent and the screeching doesn’t bother me at all. They’re nice to have around 🙂

Here’s a poem I wrote about these beautiful birds a couple of years ago.

Lorikeets
The lorikeets all screech and swoop,
Gregariously they gather.
And into dusk dance in a loop,
The lorikeets all screech and swoop.
Then near red bottle-brush they group,
To form a colourful slather.
The lorikeets all shriek and swoop,
Gregariously they gather.

Poetry Form: Triolet