I wander along a buttercup meadow,
Treading carefully, wary of crushing
Miniscule lush, shiny bright heads.
Bees and butterflies seem soothed by
Sundrenched lullabies, safely cocooned in
Marooned in nature’s beautiful womb,
The swollen moon watches over me
As I enjoy her precious tunes.
Melodious ‘pips’ from dipping and soaring swifts;
Rippling reeds and silken tufted seeds;
Damsel flies glide, flickering
Emerald glints of tickling tails
As they settle on sighing willows
And whispering water mint
On Saturday morning I went on an early morning bird song walk around the village and our woodland. It was so wonderful to learn so much about birds’ songs, how to identify birds by their songs and how they communicate to each other, it was fascinating and inspired me to write this poem.
My nature walks will never be the same again! I wish I had a fabulous long lens for my camera but then I couln’t realistically take my dogs on the walks and the dogs and I always walk together. Enjoy and have a lovely day. 🙂