Yesterday a chaffinch
The world that I see
from my window
consists of a hill
a stretch of woodland
and a pale blue sky
there’s an uneven line
of trees on the horizon
and whenever I look
outwards I see birds
of every description
yesterday a chaffinch
with its rusty red underbelly
added a little colour
to my life when it perched
on the garden fence
I noticed its electric eyes
alert to the slightest movement
that could spell danger
and yet serenely confident
in its ability to survive
John Lyons
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Another beautiful poem to see us through the dark days of isolation. Nature, the birds, the changing trees, all keep us company and, as John Joseph writes, bring colour to our lives.
His words over the past weeks have been reflective of how many of us are feeling and I thank him for sharing his undoubted talent with us.
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