Delphinium, The dolphin flower
From Delphis, The
Greek for Dolphin
With bottle shaped
blooms like a dolphins nose
The golden Buttercup
is its Cousin
More humbly known as
Larkspur
Gracing the meadowland
they’re found in
Delphinium, The dolphin flower
From Delphis, The
Greek for Dolphin
With bottle shaped
blooms like a dolphins nose
The golden Buttercup
is its Cousin
More humbly known as
Larkspur
Gracing the meadowland
they’re found in
On the lonely eyot
The world hastens by
As the rain fed
torrent
Rushes headlong
Towards the sea
And the inhabitants
Of the quiet river
haven
In nest and burrow
Fear their island
homes
Will be washed away
The river waters
Take their time
Slowly meandering
Through fragrant
meadows
Copse and wood
Rural idylls all
Where time stands
still.
Swans use a quiet ait
As an islet sanctuary
But the quiet waters
Though slow of purpose
Have no time to dwell
And are reluctantly
Aster, starflower of the Gods
Pleasing to the varied
eye
In their beauteous
abundance
And loved equally by
the butterflies
In the farmyard
Where the chickens
scratch
A Chanticleer cock
keeps an eye
On his clucking batch
But if some
unfortunate
Mishap should befall
Leaving the farmyard
With no cock at all
Then nature will take
a hand
To correct the mishap
Turning one of the
scratchy hens
Into a chap
Trawler men, leave
The safety of port,
Putting out to sea
Under Mackerel skies
And on foaming oceans
Drag their nets
And hope that God
See’s them safe to
port
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