CLOSING THE CIRCLE
There is the blackbird on a high roof point
above a void of wall.
A coil of sound trembles there,
who will hear the call?
The fresh and thundery air
senses the fever of spring,
fledglings test their early wings,
all is urgency.
Then the circle completes
with a liquid response
distant and clear,
a worm of sound
sculpted perfectly for my human ear.
raypool
Thu 23rd May 2019 19:50
Thanks Trevor. This was one I worked on a lot so it's gratifying that it seems to work. People seem to like nature poetry!
Ray