I chose to write about the Spiny-cheeked Honeyeater, Acanthagenys rufogularis. Their call is described as : Liquid gurgling notes. ‘Give-the-boy-a-go’ repeated ending in a single abrupt note.
BIMBLEBOX - GIVE THE BIRDS A GO CLIVE
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Maureen Clifford
© The Scribbly Bark Poet
A pink blush stained the maiden’s cheeks, she turned her
head away
a little pirouette she gave beneath the blossoms gay,
the male was a good looking bloke - vociferous and loud
and she could hear him calling out even when in a crowd.
Give the boy a go just
give the boy a go
I’ll build a love
nest for you if you give the boy a go.
I’ll line it with
the softest wool and build it there below
together we’ll
raise little chicks - just give the boy
a go.
They foraged through the shrubs and trees and foraged on
the ground
sharing the little delicacies between them that they
found
Both feasted on the quandong and the juicy mistletoe
and he would serenade her – calling – give the boy a go.
These little birds had no idea their home was under siege
they spent each day contented ‘neath Bimblebox forest leaves
Coal was not on their diet and this pair had not a clue
all could be lost if mans greed was allowed to follow
through.
Their lovely desert upland with its rich diversity
of flora and animal species headed for catastrophe
by a mining group who only saw the wealth that lay
beneath
and to reach the coal they would destroy the precious
woodland heath.
A nature refuge under siege would well describe their
home
a sanctuary for many years – donated land and loam
Red tailed black cockatoo lived there and Yellow
Thornbill too
our Spiny-cheeked honeyeaters part of a motley crew.
Were they aware of what they’d lose a protest would be
raised
by all the birds whose home was there and leading the
parade
would be a honeyeater with a spiny cheek aglow
and you would hear him calling out – give the birds a go.
Give the birds a go
Clive – give the birds a go
we’re part of the
ecology, don’t say you didn’t know.
Destroy our homes
and we are gone – it’s pretty hard you know
to find a safe
green habitat – Give the birds a go.
But animals don’t have a voice – they must rely on us
to stop the carnage and the rape because it is unjust.
This land was once donated as a habitat for all
and nowhere was it mentioned then it would be dug for
coal.
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