Turkey
Friday, 18 October 2024
Turkey
Sunday, 1 September 2024
Living here
Living here
Bats, cats, rats – they all live here!
In my house, with a mouse
And my spouse!
An owl with a snail and fowl,
A crow and doe,
A sloth with a moth!
All sorts of insects!
With a pug ,slug and ladybug!
A dog, frog and hedgehog,
Moles, voles, hares and mares!
The butterfly and dragonfly
Did not pass me by…
A squirrel with a nut -
So good for his gut.
They all live together
With their fur and feathers!
A fox and an ox
All knitted and sewn together with love,
For a baby crib to hang above.
Copyright Linda Lawrence
1st September 2024
Friday, 30 August 2024
This year
This year
I’ve seen
a few Red Admirals
And
one Adonis Blue,
The Fritillaries
thin on ground
The
Painted Ladies too.
A Small
Copper in my garden,
A Comma
and Green
Vein White.
Made a friendly
moth catcher
But so
far, nothing in sight.
From a distance a Blue Holly
But not the Blue that’s common.
This year has been so sad
Though
none have been forgotten.
Spotted a Small Tortoiseshell
On the top
of my shed door.
Where have
they all gone this year
Just want
to see some more?
Planted
some wildflowers
For those
pollinators,
Attracted
Slugs, unwanted
Where are
those pretty angels?
Spottled male and female Brimstones -
Marbled Whites’ beautiful display!
The Chalk
Hills were worn out.
The
Skippers were betrayed.
Seen
plenty of Gatekeepers
And
some Meadow Browns,
Just want
to nurture and keep her
But their meadow’s
being cut down.
Got closer
to his Majesty
But not
his purple shimmer.
Hope next
year is better
This year has got much grimmer
I’ve seen
a fragile flutter
In woods,
ethereal and white.
Just one
type of Hairstreak
Fluttered
in the sunlight.
The sun is
hot and shining
The flowers
out array
Looking
for my favourite creatures
But not
seen one today.
It’s
coming to an end
The season
is nearly over
Haven’t
seen an Orange Tip this year
They’ll
all be gone in October
Copyright
Linda Lawrence 28th August 2024
For all
butterfly lovers
And my Dad
Sunday, 14 April 2024
Slug
Slug
You are a slimy, creepy slug
And you I cannot begin to hug!
Eaten my juicy sunflower shoots,
Found the perfect food path route!
You’re such a vile little thug!
You might not have legs
And you I’ve come to dread.
It seems you’ve got to adopt and foster
The leaves right through my Hosta’s.
Your gooey mucus that you’ve spread.
You've desecrated my daffodils
Gorged yourself and had your fill
My lupins you've devoured,
My beloved plants and flowers!
The whole garden you will kill!
My chillies and runner beans -
To those you were quite mean!
You slimed and ate and chewed
Before they even grew!
You really were quite keen!
You’re such a wicked invertebrate
Leaving plants in such a state!
I shouldn’t feel opposed
And must really stay composed,
Learn to love and not to hate.
Good for our ecology,
You do pollinate – my apology!
Unless you make a swift retreat
You’ll make a tasty succulent treat
Like a refreshing cup of tea!
Now in the pond you go
You’ll help something else to grow!
All you’ve done is discompose,
Full up with creatures decomposed,
Now you’re good to feed some snakes, and toads!
Copyright Linda Lawrence
14/04/2024