Diary of an Urban Birdwatcher

MondayA well-named wagtail, windowsill visiting,Was a glimpse of grey, then gone.God bless him.TuesdayStarted with trillingFrom a twitchy chaffinchWho lingered longerHedgerow hopping.WednesdayWent wild with starlingsScreaming evenings full,A fearless family.Gossips, but good-naturedThursdayHosted some magpiesAnd a jackdaw judgedThe clatter and clamourBefore leaving early.FridayCame with seagulls attachedHauling the raincloudsShrieking as they scratchedSilence from the slates. The weekend was for wrensAnd they sang, and they sang.