Batshit Tidbits

In a company of widgeons,
huddled under a cloud of bats,
a parliament of owls and
a wisdom of wombats
remark upon a loveliness of ladybirds.

A convocation of eagles
approach a tower of giraffes
who are watching a memory of elephants
applaud a cast of falcons.

In the distance, a flutter of butterflies
and a charm of finches
ignore a scold of jays
preferring instead
a flamboyance of flamingos.

Spurred into action by a doading of sheldrake,
a posse of turkeys, gabbling loudly to encourage a mutation of thrush, are startled senseless by a smack of jellyfish.

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2 Responses to Batshit Tidbits

  1. writingbeard says:

    Nice, great use of the collective names. Although I now need to look up and see what a widgeon is!

    • Lindy Le Coq says:

      Thanks for the compliment!
      widgeon |ˈwɪʤən|
      variant spelling of wigeon.
      wigeon |ˈwijən|(also widgeon )
      a dabbling duck with mainly reddish-brown and gray plumage, the male having a whistling call.
      [Genus Anas, family Anatidae: several species, in particular the American wigeon (A. americana)and the Eurasian wigeon (A. penelope).]

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