Nature Knows Best
A flower shoots up through the gravel in the back yard
Enthused by persuasion of spreading seeds for dear life
Red petals applaud a scented splash of dissident colour
Among yellow clover converging in strides of plentitude
The poppy marches on nevertheless
Like a thorn in conformist selection of dominant hues
She settles as a beacon of tolerance and loving exuberance
Unperturbed by fragrance of domination she tells her story
‘You are who you are’ she whispers and sways in the wind
A nettle confers with butterflies and bees
They say that to encourage pollination of liberal thought
Migrants must be welcome to propagate tolerant views
Add kindness and a measures of love to wavering fields
‘Do not steal from the locals but give free tender touches’
Inbreeding calls for a spot of difference
The blackberry hedge doesn’t mind who are her neighbours
As long as dead leaves and blossoms enrich sweet fertile soil
And the poet looks on in awe and appreciation of contrast
Words find place and time for a soul needs medley’s melange
The fountain pen springs shades of shelter
Dandelion pleads for embracing peace for all sentient beings
‘I am not a weed’ she suggest and ‘I like a bit of bright crimson’
‘It enhances my beauty for we stand united in life’s bouquet’
Earthworms of all nations plough shares instead of cold swords
Poppy is grateful for the joy she brings to the party
19th March 2020
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