Don Pearson

Rookie - 15 Points (12/01/1950 / England)

Driving - Poem by Don Pearson

It was a good day to drive
home from Chertsey,
the sun shining, a dry road
and perfect for spotting wildlife.
In three hours
I counted eighteen badgers,
three foxes and two pheasants.
No deer today,
but a number of small lives
were so obliterated
that I was unable to identify
what they had been.

Perhaps this is why I prefer
driving in the lanes
around my home,
where I am still thrilled
by seeing these creatures alive
in the woods and fields.


23rd April 2013

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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (6/6/2017 7:49:00 AM)


    driving in the lanes
    around my home,
    where I am still thrilled
    by seeing these creatures alive
    in the woods and fields. a very fine observation..... observation and perception are the great powers of a real poet........ you are a great poet to write such simple things in a wonderful way which attracts the reader...... than k you dear poet. tony
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013


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