Showing posts with label poetry amazed flowers birds nature bruce cockburn music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry amazed flowers birds nature bruce cockburn music. Show all posts

Monday, August 20, 2007

AMAZED

























Amazed
by gordon coombes

amazed by flowers blooming
in fields & ditches by the roadside
purple yellow blue & white lupins
white & blue daises
masses of yellow dandelions tiger lilies
sun flowers daffodil black-eyed susans
fiery-yellow & orange goblins
azaleas shaded by purple rhododendrons
& the over-powering sweet smell of flowering
delicate lilac bushes & wild burning red roses
& miniature pink & yellow roses
amazed at those I planted & tended
blooming in my flower bed-


amazed by rain & snow lightly falling
coming down in torrents & blizzards
amazed by glittering jade towers
rising in the distance out of the blue ocean
on a hot clear summers day
out of the grey Atlantic on a cloudy fall day
out of an ice-floe stretching blinding white
from the shoreline to the horizon-

amazed by small brown sparrows swifts
swallows little yellow song-birds
hopping from branch to branch
red robins & noisy blue-jays
screeching complaining black crows & ravens
& diving circling white sea-gulls soaring
bullying all those weaker birds
cormorants soar even higher then dive
plummeting into the sea a lake or pond
disappearing for a minute reappear
with a sad fish in their beaks
amazed by hummingbirds quickly quietly
dancing across the flower-beds
in the blink of an eye
amazed by tiny brown bats at night
soaring & diving about squeaking
catching flies around the street-lights
amazed by ducks & Canada Geese flying in formation
into the setting sun sometimes landing
in a pond a few feet from where I am
unconcerned with me indifferent
sometimes looking for a handout
several visit me every day til the snow comes-

amazed by jet planes
arching across the sky
leaving trails of smoke behind
one after another til the sky resembles
a multilane superhighway
all day & night they pass over
always four or five in the sky at a time
at night the lights appear on the horizon
pass over head to arc downward then disappear
heading for Gander for Britain & France
those places I've never been-

And now for a bit of music " All The Diamonds" by Bruce Cockburn




take care,
GORD.