Wild Land.
Who visits this wild land sees,
in the vision-bright eyes of birds and beasts
where grass, wind-bent
and weather-dried clings to high cliffs
for dear life as granite shelters
no more than hovering feather and rabbits
who stay close to their hides.
Where eagles keep day-watch for movement
in heather of bobbed tails, or white
hopping ears in habitual
cocked wariness then like a knife of forked
light the predators fall.
Fern-fattened fur leaps or freezes
in prey-fright,
eyes glaze and stay frozen as falcon attacks.
Such is the dictum
of law and order among the creatures
surviving in wilderness
yet persist in a fierce kind of freedom.
Who seek for behaviour
in those being true to themselves owns
that this island has places
where human-less only nature controls.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Comments4
Freedom has its disadvantages. Given the choice of a cage or the wild land I know the animals of prey would vote for freedom. Only man would choose to put them there, messing with what is real and true. Nicely done
Thanks for sharing FAY. Left to their own devices all of Nature survives in an equilibrium of Natural cycles ~ chains and webs. Things only go wrong and species become extinct when Man ceases to operate as part of the Natural System and become technologically abusive and obtrusive ! Thanks for caring.
A reflective poem Fay about Nature and man, depicted here through your poetic lines! -Raj, New Delhi.
You've done it again Fay - great one.
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