A City Escape Poem by Jetty J Newnham

There's beauty here hidden deep
Within the concrete & the brick
Sometimes it's hard to find
Within the swells of city life

The car fumes, the smells from takeaways
The stale smell of blood & death
From the butchers

It doesn't take long to find
The tucked away green places
Where birds sing squirrels climb
Wild flowers ivy & vine spread
Amongst the trees

In the distance the rumble of traffic
Betrays the calm of the inner city
Meadow

The cathedral bells peel
They hold no call for me
But they call the faithful

The evening chorus of the birds
Making their own call
To worship nature this call,
That calls to me
I sit calmly listen to the birds
I am one with nature
I don't feel violence toward it
It holds no threat toward me

I recognise some calls
But I'm no twitcher
I admire birds for their beauty
Their songs, their names are
an irrelevance to me
Their energy & grace
that inspires me