The Malachite Kingfisher

The Malachite Kingfisher

Economy in size, swift in speed,
exceptional beauty in every limb and feather,
perched on a dried twig surveying the water below,
see a prey and watch your feathers glow,
As you make your dive bright metallic colours reflecting off sunny weather ,
without fail you reappear with your feed.
(Ajay Bhoopchand)

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The Cape Sugarbird

I am a bird...

I am...
I hatch, I grow, I learn, I eat, I see, together with the other chicks in my batch,
I fly, I scavenge, I hunt, I feed, I swim, to and from climes both wet and dry,
I fight, I hurt, I protect, I love, I hate, all in the course for what I think is right,
I age, I shiver, I break, I sicken, I die, playing my part on nature's stage,
I am, I am but a bird

-Ajay Bhoopchand-

The Cape Sugarbird as seen at the Harold Porter Botanical Gardens, Bettys Bay, Cape Town, South Africa. Photos taken on Sunday 12th December 2010.

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Birds of the Cape

Birds of the Cape
sweet sounds the song of spring,
for the flock is welcomed back from the distant north,
a merry cacophony of sound we emit,
celebrating life for the newborn chicks,
some of the elders have to feathered pastures gone,
their wisdom we miss and mourn,
wings to the grind in building nests from grass and sticks,
soaring into yonder blue skies we keep fit,
feed for the chicks is daily sought,
enjoy sultry spring blistering summer until the migration bells begin yet again to ring.

-Ajay Bhoopchand-

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