Poem: Gulp - the swallows have arrived

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Tree Swallow with bug - Photo by Scott Ramos

Gulp - the swallows have arrived
By Jean Bryant

Inspired by For the Birds: The Swallows are Coming

It makes me GULP to hear you say
Those SWALLOWS are coming every day
Their acrobatics are so keen
Meals on the fly is what I mean

Daylight hours is when they fly
When insects they can clearly spy
With their short wide bills open wide
Those flying insects glide inside

No other songbirds can compare
They spend more wing time I declare
They’re vacuum cleaners of the skies
Mosquitos, gnats,flying ants they prize

They’re monogamous is what I’m told
To mates and sites they are not cold
They will return Let’s give a cheer
They are not fly-by-nights it’s clear

Their food supply is known to suffer
When too much rain there is no buffer
And pesticides deplete their larder
It makes their searching that much harder

They try to help to nab each pest
That bothers us –they do their best
Termites they gladly scarf right down
Such lovely helpers when in town

Their colors are bright and some are blue
 I like to see them –don’t you too
Aerial acrobatics are their game
BLUE ANGELS-- that’s the name they claim 


1 comments:

Anonymous,  April 28, 2013 at 2:14 PM  

Jean,

Great poem! You covered all the major points. I really enjoyed your rendition.

Christine Southwick

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