The Dandelion Sanctuary
A poem
Photo Credit; Anne K Scott at Little Wormwood Park
Where time stands still
And life breathes itself into being
Where silence is soft
And the sunshine is forever diffuse
Filtered through the cacophony
Of Nature's liaisons
The coy cooing of pigeon
The rustle of Willow's leaves
The slow creak of sapling rivalry
Jostle for my attention
Nibbling at the ear of my consciousness
Whispering sweet nothings
And drip feeding poetic frivolities
Such as these!