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Ben Grader

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The hedgerows turn green
trees thicken in the tops
scattered clumps of primroses
show in the banks of the sunken lane.

Jackdaws are scouting out
unused chimney pots for nesting sites.
Soon I shall see the rooftop dance
of crows claiming their territory.

The hares will start their boxing matches
watched by an admiring doe.
And on the moorland, coots,
will skitter up and down the rhines.

While in the gardens blackbirds
will proclaim their love for hens
secluded, hidden in the shrubbery
where they have built their nest.

The longer days have stirred
the breeding clocks of natures animals
and birds. Yet my heart has felt no jog
I am satisfied here by myself.

There is no loneliness for me, I am at ease,
I muddle through my days, with music
as my company. My part time work
fills up my morning hours. I am content.

2002

Rooks scatter and pursue
rogue males in search of a new seasons mate.
Erstwhile solitary crows pair up;
soon I shall see their rooftop dance
as territory boundaries are mapped out.

Robins entice with amiable song
females which a short time back
they would have killed in gory battle
now they woo in gentle courtship
the touch of spring is in their bones.

Green shoots of daffodils begin to show
around the hawthorn hedge?s roots
harbingers of coming days;
soon the green sprigs of ?bread and cheese?
will sprout at branches ends.

Then spring will rouse my sluggish soul
awake me once again to leisure hours
spent on the moorland fields I love so well
watching as nature unfolds all around
and shows its mystery to me once more.
2005
Born and bred a country yokel
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Very nice. It really gets to me to visualize the scene you set out in the first part. It also makes me really miss springtime, since it's the cold of winter (which I hate!).
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Bluesy Socrateaser

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So many years before, and now, so many years after. The desire for spring is more than perennial, it is the season of conception, birth, and blossoming. You painted its sights and sounds with a seasoned brush all your own Ben.

When you're good, you're very good.


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