Wednesday, May 17, 2017

The Wren



Wren

I will awaken the world 
With slivers of sweetness
I am King of the Dawn
Spring’s desolation shivers
Into life for me
My song
Makes bullying bonxies 
Tumble from the sky, 
Dogs stumble
Cats cry tears of rage and terror
And flee my might
Dull clouds are pierced
By pure light

Razors of sound

See me, tiny, unafraid
Louder than bombs
Stronger than the sea
Everything lost
Is found in me
For a moment
I master everything
Hear me sing

I am King

Tom Morton, May 2017, Hillswick, Shetland


(This poem is about The Shetland Wren (Troglodytes Troglodytes Zetlandcus), but I think the picture is of the Falklands subspecies and the song is North American...)

Thursday, April 27, 2017