NaPoWriMo 25 – borrowing a first line

I have seen flowers come in stony places,
Their fine roots crumbling concrete;
I have seen gulls nesting on sky scraping cliffs
And watched grass quietly creeping out over the lane.
I have held the gaze of a fox on a garden wall,
Heard a blackbird calling from a broken gutter,
Seen a tree growing from a long cold chimney
And ivy reaching blindly through a paneless window.

Who are we kidding? With our taming mesh of roads
And bridges, our glyophosphates, our planned piazzas?
One day, this will fall,
In an orgy of vegetation – and daisies will sprout
Between our sanded floor boards, and bindweed
Climb helter skelter up the lamp posts,
And deer will browse among the rusted frames
Of our bark chipped playgrounds.

The wild is always there,
Waiting to return.

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2 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo 25 – borrowing a first line

  1. This gave me chills. What a powerful ending.

    I love this section:

    “One day, this will fall,
    In an orgy of vegetation – and daisies will sprout
    Between our sanded floor boards, and bindweed
    Climb helter skelter up the lamp posts”

    Liked by 1 person

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