An Absence in Abundance
Lavender lays sideways under the weight of wind and blossom
But the bees clinging to the swaying stalks are few and far between.
An exuberance of blooms festoon the garden; from geraniums to clover,
But the butterflies are almost all white. Where is the abundance?
The humming profusion we should see before us?
The insects are ever scarcer on the farm – apart from houseflies –
And sparrows are ousting the house martins.
Those looking closely can see the cracks and give voice
To our misgivings that something’s got to give.
Posted on July 29, 2016, in Ecology, poetry, rewilding, Uncategorized, Writing and tagged bee, bees, butterflies, climate change, ecology, environment, farm, flowers, geraniums, house martins, insects, lavender, pesticides, swallows. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.