A swathe of pink emotions

the sun is disappearing

the cherry blossom creaming white

the flowers beseeching

rocking reaching

onto a more gentle flight

peering at the sunset

a fluffy soft affair

swollen by the Springtime aura’s

that all the blossoms share


A magpie in the high Beech

looking down at me

on a lacy high tip

i bet,n he can see

more of me

than I of him

and now he’s  gone and flown

the sleepy birds finding their roosts

And everyone is known


a halo over the rooftops

a grey to vast blue sky

a silence but for song birds

whose lightening moods,and  why

the Wood pigeon

king of my castle

as many of  you know

a swathe of  pink emotions

and an eternal glow







About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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