L. B. Mek

lost & found



I always felt a stranger, to Nature

when classics mused over Daffodils or Nightingales 

I assumed they were on-hand, handy metaphors

to be inserted, when needed

random choices from symbolism’s buffet, till - that Monday

draped in dreary like my fellow City ants, I scurried busily 

head down, short steps slaloming past, life’s collisions. 

I knew each creased pavement square 

and they knew me, intimately - watched me 


from when they first echoed my childhood’s, offbeat skipping

carried me, to and from my rollercoaster days

of a spirited teen’s: myopic serenity.


That day, from amongst the swarming goth clouds 

a slit of opportunity escaped, with enough fortuitous serendipity

to highlight, beckoning: heated frozen-pea brightness of solace

I had never noticed, before. Mesmerised, I gravitate

dashing across traffic to survive and take breath 

recovering, from a foreign sensation of emancipating whimsicality. 


Slowly, l took-in its green carpet of lush majesty

wind kissed grass, swaying gently - yet loud, landlocked

amongst that sea of grim-squared-grey curating, people’s paths


nature’s fingertips reached out - I reached back

yearning to connect

warmed by its welcoming embrace, I kneeled

fingers, fisted for societal survival – loosening, to self-heal

and merge, with this island of lost wisdom: now found. 

It too, mirrored my reached-for connection

soothing something - from deep within, that was once lost

to those sandwiched grey horizons

of our bleak city’s, divisive: skyscraper curtains.


I look up – now cageless


in a brand-new perspective of life

emerging revitalised – drawing strength

from nature’s

sublime purity: of might!



© L. B. Mek 

June 2020



  • Teddy.15

    Seasoned to perfection L.B what a mighty picture you paint, I'm beyond delighted to read this.

    • L. B. Mek

      how you make my grey hair's blush, dear Poetess
      still, a little warmth always helps put a spring in my step
      and so I thank you, humbled - as ever
      may that boomerang of karma, reward you heartily

    • Neil Higgins

      LB.This is wonderful.
      "when classics mused over Daffodils or Nightingales"
      You have excelled here.Excellent.

      • L. B. Mek

        bless you, how very kind dear Poet
        so glad you liked it

      • Jerry Reynolds

        A wonderful write, L.B.
        I have seen tomatoes growing on parkways, violets in sidewalk cracks, and dandelions pushing small chunks of asphalt aside to bloom. Nature reminds us we can choose to be loved or replaced.
        Great poem Thanks.

        • L. B. Mek

          indeed, my wise friend
          'Nature reminds us we can choose'
          thank you Jerry

        • Neville

          the smile I am presently wearing commenced at precisely the start of stanza three ..
          and I am still wearing the original as I type my little note to you .. having now read your entire offering four times and still counting ...

          am so glad others here also recognise the awesomeness of it too ...


          • L. B. Mek

            looks like I stumbled on a decent scribble, eh my friend
            well if we keep on scratching those lotto's
            eventually we're bound to get a tenner back, lol
            I agree its kinda awesome, to have others
            share and delight in our good fortune
            makes it a whole different experience,
            thank you, truly!

          • HLJ


          • Fay Slimm.

            This has to be read again and again as a classic portrayal of re-finding nature and being made lighter again - - your expressions are simply entrenched with inventive word-skill my friend. A sure favourite which goes into my list.

            • L. B. Mek

              what a gift, a nature poem
              with your seal of approval, dear Fay
              'ah, so this is what reaching
              that foothill - peak, feels like' lol
              I'm humbled and ever so chuffed, sincerely

            • Goldfinch60

              What a wonderful poem Mek, finding that greenness in the grey of the surrounds brings so much healing within you/us.
              May the greenness be with you all the time Mek and the sun always shine on your life.

              Into favourites this goes.


              • L. B. Mek

                how very kind Andy
                what a wonderfully warming comment
                on a dreary grey, rainy morning
                thank you!

              • SureshG

                Nature has a way of finding its roots, no matter how much man may pave over it. It’s that single daffodil that peeks it’s head through the cracks that makes us smile for its resilience and it’s beauty.
                Thoroughly entertaining

                • L. B. Mek

                  what an astute and comprehensive
                  interpretation and summation of my intensions, with this scribble
                  thank you for taking the time, dear poet
                  'makes us smile for its resilience and its beauty'
                  a great comment

                • Dove

                  I’m a nature lover so daffodils are my muse
                  nightingales are the magical sounds
                  City streets are chaotic cluttered with humans

                  Anyhow, as always love your beautiful
                  writings, metaphors or not
                  they speak to my soul

                  • L. B. Mek

                    what a rare treat
                    so glad you enjoyed the read dear poet
                    I'm humbled by your generous words of encouragement
                    thank you!

                    • Dove

                      You’re welcome Sir

                    • Poetic Dan

                      The word might over fight was epic for me, every moment I was in deep breath of awe to feel the relief feeling like I'd grown some more.

                      A perfect read before light out, endless thanks my friend

                      • L. B. Mek

                        right back at you my friend!
                        'breath of awe, to feel
                        the relief - feeling
                        like: I'd grown some more'
                        what a brilliant comment, dear poet
                        you've made my morning (and its only 9am) lol
                        thank you, I'm humbled - truly

                        • Poetic Dan

                          So glad it could return the favour good sir

                        • ron parrish aka wordman

                          lovely imagery from words

                        • The elder poet

                          A look at life and how you deal with it. A transformation from your youth . Very well written . Thank you for sharing.

                          • L. B. Mek

                            thank you, for taking the time
                            to write such a considered
                            and supportive comment, dear poet

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