Tag: birds

  • The Green. Imperial. Pigeon I Saw 

    The Green. Imperial. Pigeon I Saw 

    As serendipity would have it, I encountered this mysterious bird up close the other day:

    • Green Imperial Pigeon

    To be clear, it was not the first time I have encountered it in where I live (Upper Changi) – I have spotted it before on the palm trees surrounding my condominium’s tennis court – but it is my first time beholding it within arm’s length while on my way to the bus stop.

    Certainly, I was thrilled and paused to observe, being careful to keep my movements gentle lest I startle her.

    “Majestic. Stately. Bright-eyed”, are adjectives that come to my mind when I looked. It was without a doubt a pigeon or a dove and had wing feathers resembling a peacock-green with its almost iridescent green which complementarily matched a light grey neck and pinkish feet. Her pupils are another sight to behold in its maroon-like tinge reflected in them. Intrigued by its presence, I felt an instinctual urge to wave at it, curious to see how she would respond, which to my relief – after a few shifts and turns – remained resolute in her position.

    “Hm, a brave bird I see… (and so unlike the Yellow-vented Bulbul) interesting!”

    This time keeping my hands close to myself, I discreetly took some pictures and continued to watch and lo, and behold! She began feasting on the fruits – no wonder she stayed!


    A sight to behold,
    A joy to watch,
    So trite a thing as some might mock,
    “A Bird? A Pigeon? 
    Haven’t you seen one in your life?” 

    But if you heed not
    Presumption’s take,
    To bypass familiarity, and to still the rush. 
    To pause.
    To look.
    To muse away – 

    And then you’ll see the magnificent fowl,
    Commonplace or rare,
    Our inhabitants of sky. 

    Each one unique, 
    In colours – the obvious –
    In calls – sometimes pleasant – 
    In temperament – the thrill! 

    So it is to witness the sight of one,
    The uncommon pigeon with the Greenish coat,
    Stout,
    Grey-neck, Red-eyes, 
    With a sense of pomp,
    Whose name is fitting
    To how it is:

    The Green. Imperial. Pigeon I saw 


    *Featured image: https://singaporebirds.com/species/green-imperial-pigeon/




  • The Bird that’s called…

    The Bird that’s called…

    Who would have thought in the thick of estates
    – where I reside –
    could be found not mere men,
    but birds in array –

    The common Myna, of course,
    And the Pigeons as well.
    Flamebacks.
    Hornbills.
    Koels.
    Parakeets.
    Doves.
    Orioles.
    Sparrows.
    Munias.

    Yes they are here (to my disbelief)
    As patrons and neighbours
    – a motley crew –
    Who add to the interests,
    with their sightings and sounds,
    Of those who see past
    The generic bird.

    Now there is one fowl
    Which is not in the list,
    Intentionally left out
    To particularise.
    What is she called?

    I wonder…

    Is it a sparrow? (which at first I thought)
    Though brown, it is not.
    A tad too large?
    Yes, definitely too large.
    A broad elongated tail?
    Can’t be a sparrow.
    And look –
    Wow!
    – its head! Look at its head!
    Handsomely white with a streak of black,
    The kind which garners second looks.
    But that’s not all.
    For its movement is flamboyant,
    Resembling a dancer – a flamenco dancer, to be exact –
    In her long-laced dress, she
    Hops,
    Turns,
    Switches,
    Suspends

    – and Swoosh!

    Alas, she is gone!
    Her beauty missed.
    The one held dear but gone with the wind.

    When will I see her –
    again and again?
    Oh.
    But what is she called?
    Yes, what is she called?

    Yellow-vented Bulbul

    – I’ll remember that.

    Yellow vented bulbul

    *Image Source: eBird (Photo taken by JJ Harrison)

    *For the more curious readers, visit https://singaporebirds.com to see pictures of the bird species aforementioned.