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

    • 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

                        • Albert Elod

                          Your vocabulary is rich, you know to tale a good story, even if it s a sad one we are broken from nature's hand in the modern society, it s inspireing
                          Love god and pray !

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