Lyrebird with emotional vocal diversity
Some days dragging along a bagged broth
swollen sandbags on the emotional dam
Keeping the us and them walls tight lipped
Jousters and jokers their hype welcomed by all
Mirrors don’t get mail too often
empty mailboxes a natural equation
I see the Lyrebird’s incognito to be in the throng
To feel the succor of human indulgence
voices settling for books left with dusty mites
Most sneer the cut and polish of a truth mimic
Bring me my happy
Off with the sad sack head!
One more word and the dam will break
Lyrebirds feel more than they should
This may be their curse
one day to be extinct
© K S Hardy 2009
The Lyrebird can imitate almost any sound — from the mechanical sounds of a chain saw, car engine, rifle shots and to other bird calls. They are shy creatures only found by their constant stream of bird calls or ‘other’ noises.
They are superb mimics.