It’s Nature day today in the AtoZ Poetry Challenge so I hope my morning dog walks in the park can pay off now. I am learning that sharing poetry is the end in itself, and the journey is a delightful one. (That’s not the poem lol). Being a Capricorn, I seem to write poetry from the kiddy goat side and the fishes tail side. Does anyone else find that?
N is for Nature
The Nature of Us
Rest in the nest,
find comfort there, be still.
The flighty bird, unsettled, untamed,
swoops into trouble, landing in a strange nest,
tossed into a barren stillness, unlike home, unlike him.
Lest the nest be like the rest,
we have to test the nest the best.
Tressed and dressed, to pass the test,
no rest until the best impressed.