we find your habits
impaling your prey on thorns–
killing to survive
our own destructive
disconnected from earth–
we pull life apart
The Loggerhead Shrike, also known as butcherbird or thornbird, is a medium sized songbird that acts like a raptor. With a short hooked beak, but lacking the talons of a true bird of prey, it hunts in similar ways, diving from an elevated perch or hovering and flushing its victims. It then impales its food on thorns or barbed wire. It can kill prey larger than itself by spearing the head or neck and twisting at a very high speed. Sounds gruesome, no? And many of the reference photos I looked at showed it either consuming or impaling its next meal–amphibians, insects, lizards, small mammals, small birds.
But it’s part of the food chain. And that’s how it obtains it’s food.
Loggerhead Shrikes, like many birds, have become endangered as their North American habitats shrink or are destroyed. Climate change and pesticides have also caused populations to decline.
How did I post this? Several people suggested going into the WP Administration page where you can do a normal post without dealing with the blocks. I looked at the block again briefly, but without success.
Still in the midst of moving, but should be back posting (as long as I can do it this way) in a couple weeks.
Nina’s internet has been out since the tropical storm, with no promises of when it will be back, so she took a photo on her phone of her bird and sent it to me to post. Another colorful tribute to Draw a Bird Day!
And hopefully her internet will be back soon so she can post more of what she’s been doing.
The Carolina wren is common throughout the eastern United States, but it is more often seen than heard. Ground dwellers who prefer the undergrowth near forests, they live in pairs, and are believed to mate for life. The male is the most vocal, but they can also be heard in duet. Although shy of humans, these small brown birds are active and inquisitive.
deep rivers wander
tree to earthstone,
brown birdsong grows wild,
seeding wind with ancient light
A gogyohka from the Oracle for Colleen’s #tanka Tuesday, poet’s choice.
we decoy ducks–turn
them into sitting targets
for the play of guns,
cartoon them with characters
that ignore their balanced grace
I did a lot of drawings and paintings of ducks and found them to be a challenge. Often they ended up looking more like decoys than something alive. I was interested to discover that the expression “sitting duck” came from how easy ducks are for hunters to shoot and kill–less sport than slaughter.
I also did not know that they spend 2 weeks in late summer or early fall molting, replacing all of their feathers. During that time they can’t fly.
Mallards are good parents, and prefer shallow freshwater wetlands to raise their families. They are one of the most recognizable and abundant duck species in the world, and ancestor to most strains of domesticated ducks.
For Colleen’s #tanka Tuesday, poet’s choice. I’ve written a tanka.
I follow you
into the dark crescendo
of sleepless nights
I was inspired to draw a nightingale by Rose Ausländer’s beautiful elegy, “My Nightingale”.
Once upon a time my mother was a doe.
The gold- brown eyes
stayed with her from the doe-time.
Here she was
half angel half human –
the middle was Mother.
When I asked her what she would have wanted to be
she said: a nightingale.
Now she is a nightingale.
Night after night I hear her
in the garden of my sleepless dream.
She is singing the Zion of the ancestors
she is singing the long-ago Austria
she is singing the mountains and beech
forests of Bukowina.
sings to me night after night
in the garden of my sleepless dream.
Once again, Draw a Bird Day is holding the fort at memadtwo, hoping Nina will be back soon.
tiny wings perch, still–
suddenly swoop downward, flash
trail of jeweled light
sudden swoop trails flash
It’s the 8th of the month again! Draw a Bird Day, and Poet’s Choice for Colleen’s #TankaTuesday. This month I’ve taken my haiku and reduced it twice. This is a good exercise for any poem I find.
I chose to draw the Asian Dwarf Kingfisher this month because of its colors. It’s a tiny bird–5″–one of 114 species of kingfishers. I did not realize this species was so large and varied. All nest in burrows and hunt by swooping down from a perched position. Many hunt fish–that was my impression of them–but may also, like the dwarf kingfisher, eat insects, earthworms, and small amphibians.
Dwarf kingfishers, like many birds, are under threat of extinction due to loss of habitat. Their main predators are foxes, raccoons, and snakes.
Nina gave me the set of brush markers that I used experimentally in doing the last 2 drawings (the one on black was done in colored pencil). I am still trying to convince her to start posting again. She’s been doing some painting…maybe by next Draw a Bird Day. In the meantime, you can find me most of the time at https://kblog.blog/.
voices in waves
sea calling gathering in
Seagulls and pigeons are the main birds I see from my window. But I hear robins every morning, and crows have started to visit the neighboring roofs as well.
This is a multiple poem posting for both Colleen’s #TankaTuesday (poet’s choice of words) and Frank Tassone’s “#Haikai Challenge #133 (twittering). Seagulls do not twitter, so I wrote the lines above.
I’ve been wanting to try a gogyoka, so for that I put in a little twittering.
with birds twittering dawn
across each uncharted day
Once again I’m posting for Draw a Bird Day as a place keeper for MeMadTwo until Nina gets back. I’m doing NaPoWriMo at https://kblog.blog/
I wanted to at least keep Draw-a-Bird-Day going for Nina and me, even if we’re both absent from WordPress at the moment. This is an old drawing that I never posted, but it seemed appropriate in many ways for the way the world feels right now.
Black Cockatoos are native to Australia and the surrounding islands, and were already facing habitat loss before the fires. They are highly social and intelligent birds, but they also have mythical and cultural associations. Symbols of change, spiritual freedom, communication, and survival, they are traditionally called on for their rain magic. Black birds in general hold the secrets of alchemy, mystery, and transformation. Our earth is crying out for all these things.
earth needs rain magic
to cleanse despair’s inferno
breathe flowers like stars
I also want to note that when you google “cockatoo” most of the links are about keeping them as pets. Confinement and separation are not a natural or desirable existence for these beautiful creatures, and they can easily become destructive, depressed, and needy without constant attention and the freedom to wander and socialize in large flocks that is their normal way of life.
stories, actions shout, defy
I bought a bird book at a library sale intending to use the photos for collage. Looking through, I was drawn to the same bird in two different sections of the book: the crested caracara. The Cornell Bird Lab says it “looks like a hawk, behaves like a vulture, and is technically a falcon”. Hence my senryu, for Colleen’s weekly challenge with poet’s choice of words. Apply to humans as needed.
Crested Caracaras live from the Southern United States down through Central and South America. They are also known as the Mexican eagle, and are the subject of folklore throughout the region. The only falcon that collects material to build a nest, caracaras are carnivorous scavengers, who will also hunt for small prey by running on or digging in the ground if necessary.
I painted my image first on wax paper using acrylic, intending to do a monoprint, which did not work–the paint was not dense or thick enough. I then painted it on rice paper, also using acrylic. This made the paper shrink in places, but worked better than I expected. I photographed both images, then superimposed the wax paper over the rice paper–strangely they fit together well, considering I did no pencil drawing for either, but just painted each.
Once again, Draw a Bird Day, the 8th of each month, is serving as a placeholder here at MeMadTwo while Nina takes an extended break. I’m hoping she’ll be back in soon. In the meantime, you can find me (Kerfe) at https://kblog.blog/.
masked harlequin, air
of parallel flight–
what secrets hold the patterns
of your synchronicity?
I chose the cedar waxwing for my bird this month because of its beautiful and varied coloration. I wanted to do some drawing with my neocolors, blending difference shades to create multicolored effects.
I drew the bird paired, because waxwings are social birds, and often exhibit food-sharing behavior, as well as other complex rituals including the synchronized flight of large flocks. They are native to North and Central America, and migrate in unpredictable patterns that follow berries and other sweet fruit, their main dietary source. They like sugar so much they can get drunk from gorging on plentiful supplies of fruit. They also eat insects.
Although the information I read said they are not often seen alone, I did come across a single waxwing on a tree by the path where I was walking near my brother’s house in North Carolina a few years ago. They are distinctive and beautiful birds.
I also wanted to note that I have 3 pieces of art in The Raw Art Review Summer 2019. You can see it here; the reblog would not work.
Once again, Draw a Bird Day, the 8th of each month, is serving as a placeholder here at MeMadTwo while Nina takes an extended break. I’m hoping she’ll be back in 2020. In the meantime, you can find me (Kerfe) at https://kblog.blog/.