Haiku in the park My mind swirls for the right words A tailorbird sings.

How I love the way the black-shouldered kites wander into my haiku.

Father and son sit Surrounded by hungry gulls Watch out for your food.

Parakeet looks dazed Perched outside its lofty nest Not from fear of heights.

The sign says it all The starling is not bothered Perch for it to poo.

Eagle says hello It has seen me too often My avian model.

The flock of pigeons Fly over the bank building Depositing poos.

At the crack of dawn A cock’s cock-a-doodle-doo Turns on the daylight.

With a gentle kiss Hovering over the lake Ballet of the tern.

Baby bird The baby bird swims Searching for its mum and dad Paying me no heed.