||[Mar. 1st, 2015|11:24 am]
8 or so bees in my bonnet
nice to hear a bird sing in the daytime here
a blackbird braving the high street
with it's coffee outlets
and fashion emporiums
worlds away from war
i drive the dumpertruck that clears away the rubble
and puts it on the lorry
that takes it away
bird singing through the traffic
hiss of the wheels on the road
past my window
owl replies to blackbird in the nightime
blackbird sings what she sings
the magpies are getting closer....
with their swalking and scwabbling
and taking of the shiny things
like magpies are supposed to
cut to a crow
dropping a nut
onto a busy highway
until it gets squished by a truck...
too much lateral thinking
not enough RUNAWAY!
i think how long it is since i climbed a tree
nearly, probably, too long
how much is a life worth?
less than you'd think but more than you'd realise
the message of the birds?