Category: Poetry

A Host of Sparrows

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From the window stands a tree with bare branches

a Host preen and sing under the grey of the Autumn day

The Sparrows dart and dance in the cold May wind

I watch them going about their busy lives and their day

They hear the window slide; spooked, they fly away

I longed to listen and to hear the stories about their day

From outside, the tree watches me standing alone

another human taking time to watch nature in their day

This Land

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I contemplate rest and the feelings of a Sunday afternoon as the sun of a late Autumn day touches my skin.

From my favourite window, I sit at my desk watching the trees on the hill, the movements of an occasional cow, and the birds speaking in a foreign language.

With the accumulation of knowledge, humanity, and the experience of nature, there is a feeling of the “other” ancestors who are not my own.

This land is the land of spirituality and has a connection to many nations, yet she is losing herself to housing, commerce, and people.

I contemplate the passing afternoon with a sense of quiet, think about how I live, and realise I am becoming one of those people.