Lying smug and snug in the arms
of the countryside,
I can’t recall the sound of the city’s
background song,
but hope, in this shutdown pandemic,
that worldwide
respect spreads like galaxies
of stars for the long-
forgotten night noises:
the whirring wings of geese
returning and the owls’
reviewing the day in the trees.
Kim M. Russell, 22nd April 2020
My response to Poets and Storytellers United Weekly Scribblings #16: Re-Verse, also linked to earthweal Weekly Challenge: The Crossroad
Rommy says she’s keeping things pretty simple, because she’s been very grateful for simplicity since the pandemic started. She asks us to choose from at least one of the following ‘re-‘ words and incorporate them into our work: rediscover, review, reveal, respect and renounce.
writing in north norfolk 
Nice. I can’t recall it and I don’t miss it.
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amen to this prayer! wish … idea ….
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Thanks Pat!
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I love the idea of “worldwide respect spreads like galaxies of stars for the long,” may we join our hands together and strive keeping in mind the bigger picture. 🌳💝
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Thank you, Sanaa! 🙂
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Ah, the whirring wings of geese and the sounds of the owl…..just thinking about them makes me feel peaceful. A beautiful poem.
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Thanks Sherry!
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This is a perfect plea for what we wish … so wonderful to read.
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Thank you, Helen!
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Night noises are the best — not city night noises, of course! I like to think of the owls reviewing the day. Peaceful write.
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Thank you, Bev!
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I want that sense of smugness sooooo much, lol! And how I love the image of an owl reviewing the day. The mental picture made me smile.
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🤓
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Oh I do love a good night chorus. We get a decent show in the suburbs, but on vacations to Maine its extraordinary.
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Thank you, Rommy!
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Beautifully said. I hope so too!
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Thank you, Rosemary!
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Enjoyed this poem, thanks for sharing nature does indeed have a special song.
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Thank you!
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“worldwide
respect spreads like galaxies
of stars . . . .” so we can all be snug in the open night sky of country. Very fine to show the crossroads in terms of which sounds dominate.
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Thank you, Susan.
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What a beautiful poem this is. If only we could learn something from all this but sadly humans are so stubborn.
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Thank you, Robin. Humans never learn lessons.
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This poem takes the Earth’s road out from the city; hard events to get there but rich with all this poem fins. Well done, Kim – B
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Cheers Brendan!
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I suppose it’s the challenge: will we remain complacent? or find a new path?
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