Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 38,675 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Seasons Turn,Turn Wrongly - Poem by Andy Brookes

Concerning pyramids starlings lingering
or jackdaws fawning, gjay flies silent,
wood and root and branch ichor rises
tits sing or chirp no thrushes sing treble
robing fight and squabble fighting to the death

foxes lurk under undergrowth
rabbits nibble grass, flower and dew
Spring it seems is duebut doesnot give us due notice
and finding itself overdue has no apologies
blossom on the cherry tells me in its pinkness it is so

swans swim whitetwined on the canal at Ashton
already the goslings are playing follow my leader with their parents
but grey cast clouds linger over cold Pennine moors
an east the wind blows bending trees as if in Autumn
seemingly it seems seasons have muddle their turns
losing the right order of things.

Topic(s) of this poem: spring


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2018



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