confusion
in Cornwall
small
birds sing
such
sweet music
as
if delight
so
loud their voices
hedge
is centre
song,
such beauty
so
small the voices
choir
for Spring
loud
incessant chatter
announces
arrival
Summer
is here
swallows
filling the air
walk
up Back lane
natural
floral profusion
violets,
primroses, bluebells
forget-me-nots,
daffodils
we're
told its the jet stream
weather
forecaster explains
mere
humans confused
no
one told the birds, plants and bees.
make
do with this maelstrom
of
seasons' compression
melded
and blended
we
trust Mother Nature
to
correct total imbalance
Something so deep and informative with your poem.. I sometimes am thinking so much.. musing.. about where we all are going to go.. we are so happy now for spring and summer to come. and that's good! but I'm am anxious for the bees and the bumblebees, for all livings in fact..
ReplyDeleteI had to read your poem again and again..
You are clever!
Let's take care of our world and our birds and all that grows :)
Your heading is lovely, a beautiful old bridge.
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