King Fisher Poem by lalitha iyer

I love the pair of Kingfishers
that has nested near my pond;
the beauty of winter has just watered
and the cooling shades are life hearts
the blue colour from distinct bright and rich
the brown crown looking very matching
the white turf beneath
and the red tomato beak, its fish knife
the little eyes that sees all around
its beautiful neck full of vision ground
so sharp is its grasp, that no fish escapes its meal
after a dive into the cool green pond, I love its squeal
and the way it dries its moistened feathery bunch
the fanning beauty of the gorgeous colours
the green house, the blue beauties, the brown earth
its a heaven and the innocence of birds sprayed in hearth.