World Poetry Movement
Best Poets & Poems of 2012, Vol. 1Featured Poet
Swallows
moving along the morning path
countless possessions spark my way
breaths of honeysuckle dew
sights of greenery and blues
while the Earth warmly embraces my
heart
swallows swoop down with their
pointed wings
flying as fast as they can
comrades they are, free falling
through air
then swirling just over my head
protecting their nests, feeding
their young
nothing compares to my view
moving along, the bees can be seen
dabbing along white clover
fierce they are, to stay in my
path
buzzing from flower to flower
dipping and swaying, collecting
strong nectar
a bee cosmopolitan in pasture
the meadow spins tales
and reminds me it’s mine
as sunrays greet my way
smiling bright, anxious to tell
how i should start my day
be like the swallows, fervently
gracious
busy like bees, humbly ferocious
life is to be lived
nothing else matters….
(c) gmcknight 6/18/12
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1 comment:
beautiful poem filled with inspirational refelctions and deep feelings.My best wishes
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