Bird Watch by Jackie Hosking

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I find it disconcerting
alarming and alerting
the unashamed asserting of their glee.

It is true they sound impressive
if not manic and aggressive
then undoubtedly excessive definitely.

Their reaction is confusing
as I’m not at all amusing
it’s my ego they are bruising carelessly.

Don’t they know it’s impolite
taking unabashed delight
cracking up at all in sight hysterically.

With their cacophonic chorus
piercing skin that’s thin and porous
you would think that they abhor us certainly.

But apparently this bird
whose refrain is so absurd
was created to confer a word of warning.

To the spirits who reply
to the Kookaburra’s cry
lighting up the inky sky at dawn each morning.

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A Bird Unique by Margaret Pearce

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Hoo hoo hoo, and he haw hay
laughed the Kooka on his way.
After him the Magpies chased
winging past in reckless haste.
What was it that the Kooka heard
to cause the Magpies get so stirred?
An ornithologist rushed to meet
a Magpie walking on two sore feet.
‘I’m scared to fly,’ the Magpie wailed.
‘They laughed at me because I failed.’
He then limped on, a bird unique,
an unhappy agoraphobic freak.

Kookaburras by Bridh Hancock

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KOOKABURRAS

 

Dacelo novaeguineae

 

Ho, koo-koo-kaa-kaa,

Kookaburras,

Laughing in your trees;

No jumbuck jollier,

Gladly I’d follow yu’,

Life was meant to please.

 

Can you whistle?

Oh but this’ll

Do, for laughter’s sweet

And you could,

If you but stood

Your terribly ticklish feet.

 

Tiring is this

Wing-flap business,

But you need to fly;

For ticklish feet

Sure has you beat,

But what a way to die!

 

Bridh Hancock

Ho Kookaburra by Katherine Gallagher

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Ho Kookaburra

 

Ho Kookaburra

can’t sing a note –

 

all of his songs

get caught in his throat.

 

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ha Ha Ha,

it sounds easy but it’s not

 

as he scrapes and cackles, saws away,

it’s the only song he’s got.

 

It’s enough to make you laugh –

that’s the one thing he can do…

 

Try to copy him – Ho Ho Ho Ho

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ho Ho Ho Ho

 

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ho Ho Ho

 Katherine Gallagher

Katherine says: This is a fun poem when done in class as everyone joins in.

 

Ho Kookaburra by Katherine Gallagher

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Ho Kookaburra

 

Ho Kookaburra

can’t sing a note –

 

all of his songs

get caught in his throat.

 

Ho Ho Ho Ho Ha Ha Ha,

it sounds easy but it’s not

 

as he scrapes and cackles, saws away,

it’s the only song he’s got.

 

It’s enough to make you laugh –

that’s the one thing he can do…

 

Try to copy him – Ho Ho Ho Ho

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ho Ho Ho Ho

 

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ho Ho Ho –

your sides will shake in two.

Katherine Gallagher

 

Bird Watch by Jackie Hosking

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Bird Watch

 

I find it disconcerting

alarming and alerting

the unashamed asserting of their glee

 

It is true they sound impressive

if not manic and aggressive

then undoubtedly excessive definitely

 

Their reaction is confusing

as I’m not at all amusing

it’s my ego they are bruising carelessly

 

Don’t they know it’s impolite

taking unabashed delight

cracking up at all in sight hysterically

 

With their cacophonic chorus

piercing skin that’s thin and porous

you would think that they abhor us certainly

 

But apparently this bird

whose refrain is so absurd

was created to confer a word of warning

 

To the spirits who reply

to the Kookaburra’s cry

lighting up the inky sky at dawn each morning

 

© Jackie Hosking