Crimson Rosella
Patterson purple, bottle brush red
from the top of the tail, to the top of the head
The Crimson Rosella is really quite shy
if you say 'Hello', he takes to the sky
Small family units, sing out 'trip-klee'
from their homes in the hollow, high up a tree
Of all the bird's, Pipe favors this one
for their brilliant colors, shine in the sun
Eastern Rosella
Pale-headed rosella
Rainbow Lorikeet
Musk Lorikeet
Australian Ringneck
Sulphur-crested Cockatoo
I am such a cockie bird
I loudly brag all day
All thru the night, into the next
I have so much to say
I'm handsome in my feathers white
a gold crown on my head
I can learn all languages
for talk is what I'm bred
My power lies within my beak
and in my spirit, too
Once bitten, you'll not forget
this royal cockatoo!
Galah
In perfect timing
they soar in flight
Turning together
until they alight
Upon a branch
wings fold in time
A chirp and a kiss
heartbeats in rhyme
Mated for life
until death never part
Love for the galahs
is life with one heart
Kookaburra
Whilst the kookaburra cannot, by any stretch of the imagination, be called a parrot, he symbolises Australia in the bird realm and with his cheeky laugh and devil-may-care reputation, I feel he deserves to be an honorary member of the "phlock".
The poems on this page were all written for these pictures by my wife "emmarie" (yes, they are copyrighted.). The wife of a Parrot Head does not lead an easy life and I am indebted to her for all the help and support she gives me in everything.