…

hummingbirds glide by
with not a hum between ’em

butterflies becoming
their moth-like alter egos

green goes blacker
on this gland of hope & glory

fields fade a shade
of bugger off to bedfordshire

normies snore
like a corpse in a deep freeze

busybodies stop
waving their latest flag – or banner

even poets pause
& scratch their hairy bollocks

shepherds were delighted
at the redness in the heavens

…

( author notes )

& apparently – catalytic converter theft
is on the rise again

due to the lure
of their so-called  – precious metals

i’ve not got ’round
to writing a poem about it yet

but stay vigilant everyone
– together we can beat this

…