A BEAUTIFUL NEW POEM BY DAVE ALLDRED
MUSIC
At first, my feet heartbeat tarmacadam,
Creating a metronome for my stroll.
An overture of golden daffodils
Fills locked down eyes with enhanced radiance.
Passing through an untouchable gateway,
Signature changes, time becomes gravelled.
The Minch is a movement of sky spun blue,
Evoking bars of spindrift piano.
From a lichened branch the blackbird calls me,
Drumbeat stops while he croons a melody:
A song old as time, fresh as meadow dew.
Was nature’s music ever more precious?
Dave Alldred
Thanks Dave, lovely imagery.Noting more birdsong lately and gathering of the starlings.