Sunday 19th October 2023
Following from my previous post I have the motivation or impulse to versify but unfortunately not the skills for scansion or rhyme.
Awareness
Mankind’s ascendancy achieves the moon walk and the atom split.
Also for me that curiosity, but less ambitious mine.
A modest unexplored tarn (on the map) not far from home.
Those sapient genes dictate I must explore.
Impasse: bramble, chest high reed and blocking trees,
No tarn to see.
My avidity for nature accepts,
Suggests searching further and beyond.
Distant in the landscape a lonely stag.
He ambles patiently, as if in thought, to the field end and a gate.
He stops. Even at three field's distance I seem to hear him think.
Time pauses. He backs up a little. His haunches gently lower.
Smoothly, as if weightless in space,
He floats above the gate now inert below like an insignificant ghost.
I watch him continue on his thoughtful way, five minutes or so,
And wonder what impulse innate drives HIM on his way?
We humans, and perhaps the stag, aspire for knowledge,
And by chance, along the way receive gratuitous rewards.
You have been reading too much Simon Armitage.
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