Want to meet!
Want to meet a
swallowtail but they are in the East
Yet to
meet some cute purple ones but they're such an elusive beast!
A Scotch
Argus would be a find but they are in the highlands
The
Fritillary on the Isle of Wight - not that close at hand.
I'd love
to see a Monarch again, but they are overseas
And
great to see some Morphos to adorn our flowers and trees!
The
pretty Duke of Burgundy has now become quite rare
To spot a common butterfly now in decline - it really isn't fair.
Draw a line
Gentle creatures fly from flower to flower,
Hate the greed of man, money and power.
An abundance of butterflies now in decline
The time
has come now to draw a line.
A Comma,
Clouded Yellow and Ringlet
They are
so very delicate
Seen all
of these in just one day -
An
afternoon on a Saturday!
I've met
a male and female Fritillary
So very
handsome - so very pretty!
A
Brimstone or yellow that would not pose
For a
photo and could not get close!
Fluttered
by a Marbled White
Gorgeous
both on land and flight.
The
silver-brown Purple Hairstreak
So
enthralled I could not speak!
Playing
in the warmer air
Red
Admirals found almost anywhere!
They
like the nettles and rotting fruit;
Though
to see one now is in dispute.
Enchanting,
captivating, these dainty things;
Many
intricacies on their fragile wings.
Flies by
so fast, the colour so vivid
Disappearing
fast, feeling sad and livid.
I did
not see an Orange-tip
But a
Fritillary crawled on my fingertip!
A
magical moment I will treasure;
That hot
afternoon was such a pleasure!
Meadow
Browns and many Gatekeepers
So near
to those tiny delicate creatures
Crept in
close, less than one metre
So
overwhelmed just had to meet her!
His
majesty, the purple one high in the trees
The sun,
the heat, the gentle breeze;
Day
dreamt about them since childhood
And
there they were, in the woods!
In the
meadow, near the river
Essex,
small and larger Skipper
And
almost by something supernatural,
A bush
full of flitting beauties - White Admirals.
I saw no
Peacocks or Tortoiseshells
The
common ones we knew so well
Caterpillars
on bushes of Privet and lilac
Wanting them to make a comeback.
Copyright Linda Lawrence
17th July 2021
Bring it back!
Ma’am and the monarchy
For your platinum jubilee
Wants us to plant trees!
Scratching my head,
Using my brain
To entice the butterflies, bees,
(With other beasties)
To bring back some of what we had -
To bring back eco food chains
With meadows growing carefree
And agree
That this doesn’t take
A Masters degree!
Wildness doesn’t need to maintain
(Remembering childhood
Making daisy chains
In the public domain)
And while you reign -
Let it rain!
While what we had
Is being regained
I can buy a pot plant
Or a climber for the window frame
And have a cup of tea
Or raise a glass (or two)
Of champagne
And the only tree for me,
Would be the family tree
As I live in a tiny flat by the sea
Copyright Linda Lawrence
5th June 2021
Dragonfly
Tiny
things,
Insect
Kings!
Fill the
sky with natures' hue.
Dainty hawker;
Breeds
in water.
Wings you can see through.
Darts and skims
On
minuscule limbs;
Hover in
mid-air.
Excellent
flier -
Like a
spitfire!
Then quickly elsewhere!
They
feed on gnats
Thank goodness for that!
They even mate in the air
Compound
eyes
Beauty
in our skies
They
are just everywhere!
Build a pond
They won't abscond!
Only
to migrate.
Watch
multi colours
All
through summer;
Nothing
else equates.
Copyright
Linda Lawrence
09/07/2021
