Oblivious

If you slow down sufficiently

you may see droplets of rainfall

on leaves of red orach

as you pass by.

If you slow down sufficiently

you might listen to the shrill whistles

of Red Kites as they soar overhead

in a blue forget me not sky.

If you slow down sufficiently

you could brush my lips

with the whisper of your breath.

Why don't you try?

If you stop in your tracks

search my green eyes like a map

you should catch a glimpse of my soul

buried in the breeze of a sigh.

Author's Note

Red Kites, birds of prey in the Chilterns

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A simply lovely plea for attention and love. So well set out in this lovely free verse which in its clipped short track speaks volumes Chris. What a soul to discover! Feisty and full of promise.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you John. Pleased you enjoyed this read. Have a great day.

Chris