Ernestine Northover

Veteran Poet - 1,353 Points (25th March 1943)

Great Bravado - Poem by Ernestine Northover

I stood watching the flowers wild,
That congregated around my feet.
And viewed the insects like a child,
As they dined on nectar, Oh, so sweet.

Their busy lives amazed me so,
Each committed to the job they knew.
Climbing stems with great bravado,
Retrieving loads of fresh honeydew.

Miniature world of bugs so small,
Bustling about all through the long day.
Some with a scurry, some a crawl,
All hoping to make a good headway.

I felt I shouldn’t move, for here
Was a city hidden in this place.
And with one step, I had a fear,
That I might deliver coups de grace.

These creatures know nothing of us,
We tall giants that loom above the grass.
But we all must respect them thus,
When with our heavy tread we do pass.

© Ernestine Northover

Comments about Great Bravado by Ernestine Northover

  • Andrew Blakemore (4/20/2008 3:07:00 PM)

    You have a real eye for nature's beauty Ernestine, terrific write. Andrew xxx (Report) Reply

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  • (4/6/2008 12:16:00 PM)

    I have often had this notion Ernestine, all of life must be respected, carefully we must tread

    Great poem, top form,

    Love duncan X
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 6, 2008

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