Today we have another guest poem, written by a Sound Cafe poet and inspired by the countryside:]
In the Countryside
Rivers, tree’s, everything he sees
From leaping frogs, flowers that spring.
Daylight shines through many birds many skies
Flying across the blue ribbon clouds
What a glory of grass scattered
Covered in dew
River’s loads of them searching, finding their way
Trees branching out along every path, road and alley
Frogs croak among flowers petals bloom in growth
Inhale the air.
Colour, shade a surprise on stamens
butterflies settle is it time,
to brew with nettles new
A taste of tea, for you.
In the countryside
Written by mjb