AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes

AUSTRALIA ~ The Antipodes
I love a sunburnt country / A land of sweeping plains / Of ragged mountain ranges / Of droughts and flooding rains / I love her far horizons / I love her jewel-sea / Her beauty and her terror / The wide brown land for me / ~ Dorothea Mackellar (1885-1968)


Sunday, January 13, 2013

Not Today Mr Death!

On Christmas Day 2010, at the Portsea Hotel, we found this poor bird's feet tangled in what seemed to be fine string (maybe discarded fishing line).
It was fluttering frantically in a bush.
My son and husband carefully held the bird and untangled it.
We were so pleased to see it fly away free!

Death's not the freeway
Terminating life struggles
It's just a side street

Linking to:
SOOC Sunday
Haiku Heights - Death


Anonymous said...

Let's hope so! I love the bird rescue story!

Anonymous said...

Very interesting--death seems like a pretty crowded side street sometimes, but it isn't the main focus. Loved the story and what a beautiful picture!

Mama Zen said...

How wonderful that you could save him!

Judith Westerfield said...

"just a side street" Perfect line, wonderful haiku, and lucky bird

Sri Valli said...

"It's just a side street"
Loved this line...Beautiful haiku!

So happy that the bird is saved! Touching picture!

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Andrea said...

Hi Gemma, that photo in SOOCS might be conveying lots of messages, call it serendipity, but I linked Cycle of Life on a dead moth, now you linked this! And you said death is just a side street, so if we link all these, then we get a lot of information. Isn't it really a bit scary how we are all ONE!

Anonymous said...

Lovely :-) both the deed and the haiku

Norma Ruttan said...

how thoughtful and brave of your two men! I mean it; I figure if I'd try something like that, the bird would peck my hand till it was bloody.

Yoshi said...

It's heartbreaking to see but I am relieved to hear poor bird flying after all. Good job!!!

NatureFootstep said...

great end to this story. :)

joanne said...

love the direction with this prompt.....lighthearted and hopeful...

Ralph said...

A splendid capture - the helpful hands have freed this avian from the inadvertent trap to sing again. Nice!

Sallie (FullTime-Life) said...

Wow. Thank you for sharing ..what a great thing you guys did!

Susan said...

How you use throughways and side streets here is amazing and true! Thank you, writer and recorder of good deeds.

Anonymous said...

GREAT!!! glad the bird survived!

Anonymous said...

lovely haiku. Glad the bird was saved.

Anonymous said...

A satisfying rescue :)
Thought provoking haiku on death's side streets.

Lady In Read said...

such a wonderful story.. and love death being a side street..

Anonymous said...

How nice of you to rescue the bird. I don't know how they get stuff tangled around their feet, but my chickens are always getting their feet in knots.

eof777 said...

Lucky bird was spared from a terrible death... Beautiful post.
I've been writing my haiku on my blogspot blog.

Meenakshi Malhotra said...

Your story gave meaning to haiku. Kudos to you!!



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