http://authorsden.com/janeair Summer Poetry
The Riches of Nature
Near the iron-wrought bridge
Is a golden gathering
Of common ragwort
Ragged, bedraggled stalks
Beneath flowers of vintage gold
Along with other weeds
And wild flowers
That cannot be bought or sold
*
The pace of the river
Changes from a slow
Lazy languid flow
To a fast currency
As it grows and grows
Rushing, gushing
At the waterfall as it falls
*
And over garden walls
The giant coins
Of sunflowers peep
Taller and taller
They steeply creep
Fuelled by sunlight reaped
*
Violet thorny crowns
Of milk thistles
Lie entrenched
Squatting abundantly
In their bristly, thistly
Territorial armies
That terrorize
In plots ripe
For development
High-rise in size
*
And when the day is spent
And the ruby sun falls
The sky catches the moon
A round set opal shimmering
On a starry necklace
Opulent and glimmering
The Riches of Nature
Near the iron-wrought bridge
Is a golden gathering
Of common ragwort
Ragged, bedraggled stalks
Beneath flowers of vintage gold
Along with other weeds
And wild flowers
That cannot be bought or sold
*
The pace of the river
Changes from a slow
Lazy languid flow
To a fast currency
As it grows and grows
Rushing, gushing
At the waterfall as it falls
*
And over garden walls
The giant coins
Of sunflowers peep
Taller and taller
They steeply creep
Fuelled by sunlight reaped
*
Violet thorny crowns
Of milk thistles
Lie entrenched
Squatting abundantly
In their bristly, thistly
Territorial armies
That terrorize
In plots ripe
For development
High-rise in size
*
And when the day is spent
And the ruby sun falls
The sky catches the moon
A round set opal shimmering
On a starry necklace
Opulent and glimmering
