Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 9th April, 2019)
The one that got away
Well caught, sir..!!!
Reminds me of 'thermogene wool' on a stick. Something you don't see nowadays. It was a flame coloured wadding and used for aches and pains I think.
Brave Bombardier of bold Bullrushes
In frenzied battle fought,
With feathered flights of finches and thrushes,
Assaulting like arrows at Agincourt
His busbied head! Now ribboned with guts,
Slashed by the thrusting thrushes cuts,
And dragoons of goldfinch inflicting scars,
On the bearskin of this proud Hussar.
Poetic licence notwithstanding - this is not a bullrush. It is a reedmace - which better fits your martial metaphor, although perhaps harder to alliterate.
Why not try using its American name - cattail - the birds would love to have a go at that!
Your poems are superb Poet. I never ‘took’ to poetry in school, but your use of alliteration is fantastic and makes me smile. A lovely photo Dave, beautiful blue sky and calm waters, simply lovely
looks like a kebab that's been behind someone's fridge for a year.
The ravaged regiment of reedmace crushed.. Reverend.
Nature always provides wonderful insulation for the bird's nests. They will be twittering 'free insulation at Bulrush Bay in Orrell -hurry while stocks last!' I have started leaving old lavender stalks for them and it's so comical seeing them fight over them.
What an apt description dtease, sums it up perfectly.